The Sweet Taste of Love(7)

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When I was in high school, the Luther Group had too many irons in the fire. Since Henric's father was too busy, it was his mother, Celine, who issued the special scholarship each time.

Because of Henric, I was always very nervous in front of her. However, I had to force myself to be calm and polite.

Eight years had passed. Looking at her, I felt very calm. My mood was not changing at all.

"Hello, Madam. I'm Henric's..." I paused for a moment. "Old friend."

Probably because of what had happened to the Luther family, she looked much older and thinner than she was eight years ago.

Sitting opposite me, she now looked like a kind woman next door.

However, when Henric heard what I said, his expression froze on his face.

"Old friend." Celine chuckled and picked up the teacup in front of her. "Indeed. When I went to your high school to grant scholarships, I often saw you and Henric walking together. You seemed to be very close."

"Yes, I'm very grateful to Henric. He did help me a l