Chapter 169: Mr. Cassius: I Don’t Want a “Good Guy” Card
Gemma continued.
“Whether it’s Ms. Evan’s candy or Mr. Harrington, they were already there. I didn’t make them any better.”
“You don’t need to feel like you owe me anything.”
“You’ve helped me too much before. Even though I’ve relied on our verbal agreement abroad to have you protect me.”
“But I’m not a fool. I know you’ve done a lot beyond what was promised,”
“I’ve received your kindness, but I have nothing to repay you with,”
She spoke as if it were no big deal.
But it felt like a heavy stone was pressing on her heart.
She felt like she was a burden to Cassius.
He was someone who dealt with big things.
Yet he was willing to bring her, an unknown, into a top–secret intelligent robotics project,
That was already a huge favor,
In ancient times, such a debt would have been repaid with one’s life.
Cassius asked.
“Do you think the sea of roses and Professor Gresham were because I wanted to thank you?”
Gemma nodded,
“But the sea of roses is really nice. I love it. And Professor Gresham’s visit really helped clear up some of my doubts.”
She preferred straightforward communication.
With Cassius, she especially didn’t like beating around the bush.
So…
“If I do something, and you immediately try to repay the favor, I’ll be too scared to help you in the future.”
Cassius looked into the distance.
The sun was setting.
The orange sunset was breathtakingly beautiful.
A sign that tomorrow would still be bright and brilliant,
“I just thought you should celebrate winning your case,”
Gemma, “!!!”
Honestly, she would never have imagined that someone as aloof as Cassius could be so thoughtful.
Cassius’s tone was slightly teasing.
“But I didn’t expect your colleague to have prepared something too.”
Well…
Now there was a competition.
A bouquet of roses versus an entire sea of flowers,
Professor Gresham’s spare time versus Professor Gresham making a personal visit.
It was obvious who had put in more effort.
And it was clear who had more influence,
“Not to sound rude, but this is a bit… extravagant. Most people wouldn’t think of it,”
Cassius turned to look at her.
“But do you like it?”
Gemma nodded.
“The roses have a unique fragrance. They must have been grown alongside herbs.”
“If I’m not mistaken, the scent has sleep–inducing properties. Planting them in the yard would definitely help cultivate a good sleep routine.”
Cassius’s lips curved slightly.
“As long as you like it.”
Gemma suddenly realized something
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Growing roses alongside herbs, and carefully controlling their fragrance, required significant preparation and even risked failure.
Therefore, he must have planned this long ago.
Could it be that he had known Marcus would appeal and that she would win?
Who was he? Wizard?
“Do you want to know about Esapring Island?”
Gemma immediately snapped out of her thoughts.
She really wanted to know, but ultimately, this was about her teacher, and she wasn’t sure how to bring it up with Cassius.
She had originally planned to cook dinner tonight and, if things went well, casually mention it to Cassius.
But he had brought it up himself.
She nodded.
The two of them found a step to sit on.
Bathed in the glow of the sunset.
Warm and harmonious.
“Esapring Island is in international waters. It’s an island that suddenly appeared about three hundred years ago.”
His voice was calm.
When he spoke about something, he was extremely focused.
Making it easy to listen intently.
Gemma quickly summarized the situation of the island.
The most bizarre thing about Esapring Island was that its latitude and longitude changed every year, seemingly shifting with ocean currents.
So anyone wanting to visit the island had to inquire about its coordinates in advance, or they’d never find it.
As for the island’s secrets, they could be compared to foreign theories about immortality or biochemical warfare.
In short, the island was a hub of countless crimes.
But because it housed many top–tier talents whose research was highly valuable, many people protected the island. Now, many knew of Esapring Island’s existence but not its location, and could only wait for an opportunity. Digging deeper.
Emerson was a medical heavyweight who had always been deeply involved in anti–aging research.
At around seventy years old, he was still energetic and spry.
It was no surprise he had been targeted.
Plus, he had discovered the vaccine secret, making him a dangerous figure who needed to be eliminated.
So, her teacher was likely on that island.
From the looks of it, these people wanted to grow stronger and respected talent.
Meaning her teacher might still be alive, but his current situation was undoubtedly dire.
“Every year, there’s an invitation to visit the island. This year’s is around New Year’s.”
Cassius, seeing her deep in thought, dropped the final piece of information.
Gemma immediately snapped back to attention.
There were still three months until New Year’s.
She wondered if her teacher could hold on until then.
“When the island isn’t open, its location is strictly confidential.”
Gemma clenched her fists.
She understood the stakes.
She couldn’t act impulsively, and even if she did, she wouldn’t find Esapring Island and might drag others into danger. “Can I go to the island?”
Cassius replied matter–of–factly, “Only if you receive an invitation.”
Gemma understood.
This wasn’t something where you could just bring someone along.
“Then L…
“Unless, Cassius looked at her.
His breathing was slightly heavier.
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“You achieve something significant before New Year’s.”
Gemma was stunned.
A flash of insight hit her, and she suddenly understood.
“When you said you wanted to bring me into that classified project, it was so I could make a name for myself and get an invitation?” Cassius didn’t answer.
But Gemma felt she had glimpsed the truth.
Tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at Cassins with overwhelming gratitude.
The man’s cars turned slightly red.
“Cassius, you’re so amazing!”
“You’re truly the best person I’ve ever met.”
She had really made it, finally latching onto a powerful ally!
“…I’ll pass on the ‘good guy‘ card.”
Gemma, “…” That wasn’t what she meant.
Besides, she never handed out “good guy” cards lightly,
Noah ran over with Candy in his arms. “Gemma, Uncle Cassius, come quick! Candy’s beautician is here,”
Gemma quickly stood up,
She brushed the dust off her clothes, as if shaking off the weight in her heart.
Feeling light and free.
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Apartment,
Marcus sat on the couch, watching Mabel, who was crying her eyes out.
His face was dark, almost purple, his eyes filled with cold fury.
The atmosphere in the room was oppressive,
Making it feel like even one’s heart was trembling.
After a long silence,
His voice cut through the tension, dropping a bombshell,
“Mabel, let’s break up.”
Mabel’s sobs abruptly stopped, her eyes wide with disbelief as she looked up at him.
