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Chapter 89
door and stepped out of the car, the crowds outside immediately starting to gather.
The students who had been busy admiring the sight of his arrival quickly turned their attention to him.
Harvey ignored the flurry of excited whispers, his expression calm and collected, though his mind was racing with thoughts of the encounter he had just witnessed.
As he walked toward the school gate, he couldn’t shake off the image of the black vehicle ahead of him, the one with the peculiar emblem.
He had recognized it immediately, knowing its significance, but something about it felt off.
It wasn’t just the vehicle itself, but the way it was connected to everything else—Jared, the mysterious figure who seemed to be everywhere, and now this strange coincidence of being in the same place at the same time.
His thoughts were interrupted by a few excited students who couldn’t contain their curiosity about his presence.
They gathered around him, but Harvey, ever the composed figure, only smiled politely, acknowledging their admiration without letting it affect him.
He was used to this kind of attention.
However, beneath his calm demeanor, there was a sense of urgency building.
The presence of the black vehicle, and its connection to Nicole, wasn’t something he could ignore.
He made his way through the crowd, his eyes scanning the campus for any sign of her.
Nicole had been on his mind ever since their last interaction, and now, with everything that was happening, he felt like he couldn’t shake the feeling that fate was pulling them closer together.
Nicole, on the other hand, was unaware of the events unfolding outside.
She had finished her morning run, her thoughts occupied by her upcoming studies and the tasks ahead.
As she made her way back to the dorm, she heard the distant sound of excitement and chatter, but she didn’t pay much attention to it.
There was too much on her mind.
When she entered the dorm, Lulu was still absorbed in the exercise book Nicole had given her.
Nicole couldn’t help but feel a sense of pride at how well Lulu was doing, and how much progress she had made.
It was moments like these that made all the effort worth it.
Nicole quietly went to her desk, taking out her own work for the day, her focus now shifting back to the challenges she faced in her studies.
Meanwhile, outside, the situation was escalating.
Jared, seated in the black vehicle, glanced at the growing crowd.
He had already placed his call to find out more about Nicole’s background, and he could feel the tension building inside him.
Something was off, but he couldn’t quite put his finger on it.
He rubbed his index finger absently, the gesture revealing the growing unease that was creeping into his thoughts.
Max, who had been observing Jared, could tell that his mood had shifted.
He had always known Jared to be focused, but today, there was something different in his demeanor.
“Are you okay, Mr.
Johnston?” Max asked, though he already had a suspicion that Jared’s mind was preoccupied with something beyond the present moment.
Jared didn’t respond immediately.
His thoughts were still on the black vehicle ahead, the strange sense of familiarity with its presence.
The situation was becoming more tangled than he had anticipated.
The arrival of Harvey in the Maserati, the enigmatic car ahead, and the growing mystery surrounding Nicole—it all felt like a puzzle, but Jared couldn’t yet see the whole picture.
All he knew was that he had to keep watching, keep gathering information, until the pieces finally clicked into place.
Back in the car behind, Harvey’s driver, sensing the tension, couldn’t help but comment on the car in front.
“Doesn’t that guy know who’s behind him?” he muttered under his breath, frustration evident in his voice.
“The Ellison family car is right behind, and he’s hogging the lane.”
Harvey gave him a fleeting glance, a smile tugging at the corners of his lips.
“It’s fine,” he said smoothly.
“We’ll deal with it later.” His voice was calm, but his mind was elsewhere.
He had seen the car and recognized the emblem.
It belonged to Preston Riddle, a name that sent a ripple of unease through him.
Why was Preston here? And why had he chosen today, of all days, to show up at the Royal Creek Institute? Harvey couldn’t ignore the coincidence, nor the strange sense of urgency that seemed to accompany it.
His thoughts raced as he tried to connect the dots, but the more he thought about it, the more the situation seemed out of his control.
The driver, sensing Harvey’s growing discomfort, quickly pulled over.
“Mr.
Ellison, it seems we’re stuck.
Should I try to move up a bit?” he asked, but Harvey was already opening the door, his mind made up.
“No,” Harvey said, his voice steady.
“Just drop me here.
I’ll walk the rest of the way.” He stepped out of the car, the cool morning air hitting his face.
The students around him seemed to erupt in excitement at his presence, but Harvey barely noticed.
His mind was elsewhere, occupied with the questions that had been swirling around him ever since he saw that black vehicle and remembered Preston’s name.
As he made his way into the school, his thoughts were interrupted by the buzz of students around him, but Harvey wasn’t paying attention to them.
He was thinking about Nicole, the mysterious black vehicle, and the feeling that something important was about to unfold.