Beatrice made herself look as small as possible, groveling, "Please, let me stay with you! I'll do anything! Anything! Please, just take me with you!"Her pitiful begging stirred nothing within me, not even hatred. All I had for her was cold indifference and pity.I took a step back and moved away from her filthy hand. I looked down at the woman I once admired. She was ruined now. Pity or not, I told her something similar to what she said to me two years ago during that gathering, "You can't make it up to me. You're not even fit to be an errand girl in my lab, Beatrice."She turned ashen, looking as though all her strength was sapped away as she lay on the ground like a pile of filth. Her jaw was slack in despair, but not even a whimper left her lips.However, Beatrice still refused to give up. Eventually, her despair gave her a burst of strength, and she tried to grab the leg of my trousers. "George, don't go!"Just then, a lithe figure came from behind and stood before me. Tha
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