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"You sound tired," I said. "When was the last time that you slept?" My questions only met silence. Actually, he did sound exhausted. I heard him sigh on the other line.

"I will go home as soon as I can."

"Alright. Take care of yourself. Eat a lot."

He chuckled. "Yes, ma'am."

The call lasted for a few more minutes as we talk about Xu Je'er's plan to win the start-up company award.

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Small Villa Outside of Isul City, Cone Lands.

Zhang Xin's mind was akin to a thousand pieces of shattered glass. Once again, she tried to connect the dots, the broken pieces. Then she tried to make sense of it. She held her head and massaged her temples. Her head is starting to ache.

Why?

No matter how much she tried it, her mind couldn't fathom the reason why her daughter would use her like this! Why?