Chapter 25 A few days later, Maxine suddenly got a letter from a stranger. From the church where she asked for a blessing for her prayer beads back then. The assistant who delivered the letter whispered, "Mr. Merrow had already been there for three days, he was asking for..." "Throw it away." Maxine dropped the envelope. "You don't need to report on him anymore." She walked to the safe, took out a share transfer agreement, signed it, paused for a moment, and then pulled out a sticky note. The pen hovered for a long time, and finally just wrote three words. "We were even." When Reid got the file, he was sitting in the church. He had a high fever and felt really out of it. The priest sighed and handed over the hot tea: "Sir, let it go, or you'll just hurt others and yourself." He trembled as he opened the file, the share transfer document slipped out, and the sticky note was blown up by the wind coming through the window, landing softly on his chest. In a daze, he remembered when he was twenty, Maxine waited for him in the snow, her nose red from the cold but she smiled and said, "Reid, I waited for you." And now, she finally didn't wait anymore. Outside the window, the first snow of this winter quietly fell. William's car stopped in front of a pure white building on the outskirts of the city. "I was going to wait until it was finished to bring you here." He opened the car door for her, his finger- tips lightly scratching her palm, "But someone's been such a workaholic lately that I couldn't even get an appointment." Maxine raised an eyebrow: "Are you complaining?" "It's an accusation." He lowered his head and bit her earlobe, "You ignored me for three days and seven hours." 0.0% 06:35 The building was brightly lit inside, and the crystal plaque at the end of the hallway was covered with red silk. William suddenly covered her eyes from behind: "Count down from three." In the dark, she heard the sound of fabric sliding down. "Looked now." The red silk fell to the ground, and the words "M&V Trauma Resource Institute" carved on the plaque shone brightly under the spotlight. "All the profits went into PTSD research." William's breath brushed her ear, "including those old scars on your knees.' Maxine stared at the plaque, and her throat suddenly tightened. Turns out, he remembered the scar she got from that fall back then. I didn't know if it was a coincidence, but the floor-to-ceiling windows in the research center lounge faced the old Merrow Group building. Maxine was looking down at the data when she suddenly noticed some light spots moving on the ceil- ing. When she looked up, a line of glowing blue words was flashing on the white wall. "Max, the kite got stuck in the tree." She froze all over. This was the secret code Reid invented when he was sixteen. That day he broke his arm getting a kite for her, but he smiled and said, "Max, don't cry, it doesn't hurt." On the rooftop of the building across, a thin figure leaned against the railing, the laser pointer in his hand still moving. Even from a hundred meters away, she could tell it was Reid-he was wearing the school jacket from when they first met, like a stubborn ghost. The light spot kept moving, and new words appeared. "This time I'll catch you." Maxine stared quietly for three seconds, then suddenly got up and pulled the curtains tight. The moment darkness covered the room, she called William. "Come to the lounge now," she heard her own voice sounding unusually calm, "bring the ring you hid in the second drawer of the locker room." There was a crisp sound of equipment falling on the other end of the phone. 39.1 %. 06:35 Chapter 25 288 (Vouchers "When did you find out?!" William's breathing was obviously messed up. Maxine rubbed the sliver of light coming through the curtain and smiled a little. "Last time you secretly measured my finger, I noticed." The laser from the building across the street was still trying to get through the curtains, casting faint spots of light on the floor. She lifted her foot and stepped on that bit of light, hearing the panicked footsteps outside the door get- ting closer. "William." She suddenly called him by his full name, "I wanted you to come in and propose to me right now. The door was thrown open, holding a velvet ring box, breathing heavily, but the eyes were shining. The laser flickered one last time by my feet, then went out for good. 83.0%. 06:35 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!