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It wasn’t just during the first year that she met Callahan that she felt he was giving her attention. Because when Callahan graduated and she was left at the university for her last year, Callahan kept in touch with her—not just a normal keep-in-touch, but Callahan would insist on fetching her after school.

In his suit and tie, as he looked so gentlemanly, Callahan showed up outside the campus while sitting against the head of his Rolls-Royce car as he waited for Celine to come out.

The girls in the school were gasping to see a man like him who seemed patiently waiting for his girlfriend to come out to school.

“He’s Callahan Simmons, right? The son of the Simmons Corporation...” the girls started murmuring.

“His family is influential, and I heard he is the one who will be taking over their company. Why is he here? I heard he doesn’t have a girlfriend. But why is he here?”

“What if he was waiting for a woman? Someone he was courting at the moment?”

“Who could it be? Perhaps one of the