In the past, Seth's answer had always been swift and decisive. But this time, he hesitated.
The old gentleman slowly leaned back in his chair. "It's not too late to change your mind," he reminded him gently.
Seth's deep-set eyes were reflected in the bulletproof glass.
After a long pause, he finally spoke.
"No. She has a better future ahead of her. It shouldn't be wasted on someone like me."
The old man simply shook his head. "You're as stubborn as ever."
"This is the path I chose," Seth said. "There's no turning back for me."
...
In early August, Noreen set off for WT Business School.
Rosalind Gilmore was fussing the entire way to the airport.
"What if I can't get used to the food there? Maybe I shouldn't go after all."
"This is non-negotiable," Noreen said, her tone leaving no room for argument. "I can only focus on my work if I can keep an eye on you."
Rosalind hadn't expected that one deception to completely obliterate her credibility with her daughter. Now Noreen insisted on taking her along even to study abroad.
After a few more failed attempts to protest, she gave up and resignedly followed Noreen's lead.
"Don't worry about the food. I've already hired a chef from our hometown. You'll adjust."
When Noreen had decided to bring her, she had anticipated these issues and made arrangements well in advance, wanting to ensure Rosalind would be comfortable.
"Alright, alright. It's only for two years, not a big deal. I promise I won't hold you back!" Rosalind assured her.


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