TimeNovelChapter 1380 Chapter 1380: Coulson was sitting there, the intense beam of the nightlight beside him. His loose T-shirt fluttered in the wind, making him appear distant and unnervingly thin.
Harlee was puzzled. How had the once-favored youngest member of the Aguilar family becso gaunt? He couldn't have fallen into the smisfortune as Paulina. If anything had happened to the Aguilar family, it would have rippled through Baythorn's high society by now. Harlee's brow furrowed as her mind raced, and she approached him slowly.
The sound of her footsteps seemed to snap Coulson out of his thoughts. He whipped around, his handsface breaking into a forced, practiced smile.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"It's been a while, Harlee." Harlee approached Coulson without any visible emotion, each step measured and deliberate. She glanced down and saw Coulson clutching a necklace, gently polishing it as if it held immense value.
An inscrutable look crossed Harlee's face. This necklace was one she had purchased for all her students at Baythorn before she left. They were designed as locks, and uniquely, hers was shaped like a key.
Back then, following Rhys' accident, besides Harlee's family and members of the Shadow Moon Society, her students from Baythorn were among the first to visit her in the hospital. Touched by the concern and care shown by all three hundred students, Harlee, despite announcing she could no longer lecture them, decided to gift them something meaningful. That gift was the lock-and-key necklaces, which she had designed while recuperating in her hospital bed.
"Harlee, I've heard about your pregnancy. Let's sit and talk for a while," Coulson suggested, smiling gently. More chapters available at galWithout a word, Harlee sat at the opposite end of the bench, maintaining a distance that could fit two people between them.
Harlee raised her eyes to the sky, where the stars shone particularly bright tonight. Laurence enjoyed the peace of the suburbs, which was why he had chosen this location for the Aguilar Group. When the building lights went off at night, the area was engulfed in darkness, making the stars all the more visible.
"Harlee, it's been a while. Letstart with a story." Seeing Harlee remain silent, Coulson also looked up at the stars.
"There once was a man, a golden child, who was the pride of his family wherever he went. He never imagined he would one day be haunted by low self-esteem. Full of pride and confidence, he often compared himself with others in secret." Harlee continued to gaze silently at the sky, giving no indication of whether she was listening, though Coulson felt certain she heard every word.
Coulson went on.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"He believed he was a once-in-a-generation genius. When he got into the National Aerospace Agency on his teacher's recommendation, he was brimming with confidence, convinced he'd soon revolutionize aircraft system design." This story was clearly about Coulson himself, yet he chose to narrate it in the third person, perhaps to distance himself from his own story.
Coulson chuckled, looking down and tenderly stroking the necklace he held.
"His respected teacher supported him quietly, solving design issues and helping him establish himself at the National Aerospace Agency. He grew ever more assured, convinced that he was a genius until the teacher gradually exited his life." Harlee's reaction changed upon hearing this. She shifted her gaze from the stars, her head tilting slightly, her eyes flickering with curiosity, seemingly eager to hear the rest.
"The teacher went back to her normal life, no longer assisting him with his experiments," Coulson continued, his eyes downcast, caressing the necklace.
"At first, he didn't mind. He believed he had learned enough to venture on his own and make significant significature on contributions to the National Aerospace Agency without her." Coulson's expression was laced with irony. It was difficult to tell whether he was mocking himself.
"He was oblivious to the fact that his successes, from his start at the National Aerospace Agency up to now, were all because of his teacher."
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