《Not bound by honey》全部章節：第 121 章 - 第 130 章

Jocelyn’s POVEveryone slowly filtered out of the room until it was just the two of us left behind.Jackson stayed seated, staring down at the papers in front of him without saying a word.For the first time all day, he looked tired.“Can I get you some water?” I asked softly.He looked up at me for a moment before giving a small nod.As I walked down the hallway, someone suddenly bumped hard into my shoulder.“Watch it,” the girl snapped immediately.I stopped walking.Considering she had walked directly into me, I could not help myself.“Says the person who bumped into me?” I looked her up and down calmly. “My name is Jocelyn. What’s yours?”A strange look crossed her face.“I know who you are,” she said flatly before walking off.I frowned slightly but continued toward the water fountain.The interaction sat strangely with me.What was she even doing here?As I filled Jackson’s glass, I glanced around and noticed the security cameras above the hall.Thankfully.At least I could pro

Jocelyn’s POV He took my hand and pulled me toward the door, swinging it open without hesitation. Standing outside was Allison. Again. Both Jackson and I looked equally unimpressed. “Yes, Allison?” Jackson asked flatly. She immediately brightened. “You remembered my name?” “I remember everyone’s name,” he replied calmly. Her eyes moved between us, lingering just a second too long before she straightened slightly. “I’m here on behalf of some of the female students,” she began. “A lot of us came here expecting… more than training.” Jackson said nothing. “We already have degrees. Businesses. Careers.” Her tone sharpened subtly. “Most of us don’t need some soft little handout because certain women can’t handle their husbands having attractive company around.” Jackson simply stared at her expressionlessly for a long moment before turning toward me. “Call Chantelle,” he said calmly. “Arrange a meeting with the female students before the panel gathering.” Allison v

Jocelyn’s POV Now all those drills over the last four days finally made sense. The endless hours spent researching each girl. Memorising names, backgrounds, family trees. But there was one girl we had nothing on. Allison. As if reading my mind, Jackson’s attention locked onto her. “You’re the only one who sent us nothing,” he said evenly. “There is no trace of you on any official record. But last night I finally managed to uncover your full name.” His gaze sharpened. “‘Allison Rose Everwood.’” My head snapped up. “Everwood?” Allison stared back at him with the coldest expression I had ever seen. “Why do you need to know so much about us?” The other women exchanged intrigued glances. “For the same reason any business would,” Jackson replied calmly. “Why stay so anonymous?” Her irritation deepened. “Because I wanted us to get to know one another naturally. Like real people do.” His jaw flexed slightly. “I see. Well, people get to know each other in different ways depending on

Devins POV I did not even know where I was going. The woods were dark enough that I could barely see the path ahead of me, but I kept walking anyway, branches snapping beneath my shoes while the noise from the house faded further behind me. I just needed out. A sharp crunch of leaves sounded somewhere ahead. I stopped immediately. “Fuck me,” I snapped, already irritated. “I will hurt or kill someone if you keep following me.” There was a pause. Then a girl’s voice answered from the dark. “Was actually already here but I was just leaving.” A cigarette hanging awkwardly between her fingers like she had no idea what she was doing with it. “Wait,” I said, exhaling slowly. “Sorry. Rough day.” She turned slightly like she was still intending to walk away. Then gave a short cough before pulling the cigarette away from her mouth with a grimace. “I don’t even smoke,” she admitted. “Found them while snooping through someones house. Thought maybe it would magically imp

Devin’s POVWe had barely managed to pull ourselves together when, seemingly out of nowhere, Mr. and Mrs. Everwood appeared on the trail.“Devin, gosh… my eyes. This is a public trail,” Mrs. Everwood laughed, covering her face dramatically even though she was clearly amused.The girl beside me made a strangled sound and tried covering herself with her bare hands, her cheeks turning scarlet beneath the moonlight. My brain stopped functioning long enough for instinct to take over, and I stepped in front of her, shielding her with my body.“Ah, fuck,” I groaned. “I’m so sorry, Mr. and Mrs. Everwood. I’m sorry.”They only chuckled as they hurried past us.Then, from farther down the trail, Mr. Everwood called back loudly, “Just a heads-up, the rest of the family isn’t far behind. Including my five-year-old child.”Mrs. Everwood burst out laughing while he practically dragged her away.I dropped my forehead briefly against the tree beside me.“This is how I die,” I muttered.The girl besid