StarNovelChapter 328 Chapter 328: His fingers began to rhythmic and impatient taps on the table, a sound that seemed strong to the stillness of the room.
Those who were around them exchanged cautious looks, his words were mesurned and their low voices, as if they feared that Rhys's next tap was to give right in his own cautious hearts.
Patrick's eyes followed Rhys's intense look and posed in the photograph he had hidden from Harlee in Claelia, a photo he had secretly sent to Rhys.
At that time, everything fit into his place.
Patrick turned to The computer screen, his eyes scrutinizing the words he knew too well, but whose meaning escaped in his exhaustion.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtThe mental tension was overwhelming, and found himself in silence to Hamilton to recover consciousness.
And a shy smile was drawn in the corners of his mouth.
However, his heart sank when he heard the following words.
I am not free.
He paused, reflecting a moment before answering hopeful: don't worry.
Letknow when you have time.
On the other hand, Harlee paused, with your fingers on the sending button.
He deleted his initial response, I have not been free lately, and instead he wrote a more open, it sounds good, I will let you know when he is free.
He preferred the idea of rejecting him kindly in person.
Rhys's smile returned, although weakly, when he responded with a simple voucher, followed by a kitten emoji, an emojis package that Hamilton had recommended in happier times, claiming that the girls They worshiped those tender gestures.
Rhys put the phone face down and concentrated again in the work he had.
He got up, turned off the phone and went to the main stage, ready to meet with the students of the Aerospace Mechanical Engineering Department.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIn the wide auditorium of the University of Baythorn, the seats began to be filled with students of the Department of Aerospace Mechanical Engineering.
Unlike previous meetings, where curious students from several departments crowded only to take a look at Harlee, today's event saw several empty seats among the 300 available.
When the attendees noticed the variety of gifts aligned in the front, a murmur Unified surprise toured the room. They could be from Miss Sanderson.
Dorsy, the last to enter, hastened to enter, since his day had lengthened by commitments with a demanding academic research project. His eyes opened a couple of joy when they saw the model at a plane scale placed in a prominent place in a near desk.
It was an elusive model, limited worldwide, that he had his hands despite the concerted efforts of his wide network of family and friends.
So weird was here for everyone with skeptical eyes, Dorsy readjusted his glasses and asked: Miss Sanderson, Miss it is true that each of us will receive one of these models. His voice resonated with a mixture of hope and doubt.
Observing a detail that deepened his suspicion, Dorsy spoke again, with a tone now intermingled in disbelief ....
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