Jenson was so startled he broke out into a cold sweat.
Why did his sister, Baby Zetty, suddenly enter his dream?
If she was doing fine and well, why did she have the spiritual power to cast dreams?
Jenson's heart was inexplicably feeling weighed down. The next day before dawn, he hurriedly left the Ghost members’ villa and went back to campus.
At this moment, he wanted to look for the mysterious Savannah with spiritual powers to help him interpret his dreams.
It was still early when he walked into the classroom. Jenson thought that Savannah might not be here this early.
To his surprise, he caught sight of Savannah's thin figure when he opened the door of the classroom. Jenson felt as though luck was on his side.
Savannah looked back at him with a charming smile.
At that moment, Jenson was foolishly frozen by the door. He was a little uncomfortable meeting the girl alone.
Moreover, this was the girl he disliked. He was only taking the initiative to approach her because he needed help.
Was this not extremely unfair to Savannah?
Ultimately, Jenson gave up the idea of asking her to interpret his dream. He turned and prepared to leave instead.
Unexpectedly, Savannah was the one who stopped him. "Jens..."
Jenson halted his footsteps.
The next moment, Savannah's sweet voice echoed in his ears. "You clearly have something to ask me. Why aren’t you asking, then?"
Jenson's handsome face stiffened up.
He used to suspect that everything she said was a hoax and it was a coincidence that she guessed everything right. Now, it seemed that she truly had the ability to predict the future.
Jenson said with a cold face, "I did have something to ask you but 1 changed my mind."
As he could never reciprocate Savannah's love, he thought it would be best not to give her hope.
They should just remain at a respectful distance.
Savannah looked at Jenson's awkward appearance and smiled. "You're adorable. You clearly need me to solve something for you, but you'd rather save your dignity and endure the torment instead."
After getting exposed by her, Jenson no longer tried to be pretentious.
He raised his eyes to look at her and said lightly, "I need help interpreting a dream. I can pay as much as you want."
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