Ever since receiving the signature from Nora Scott, Jesse Johnson, just to be safe, specifically sought an expert to conduct a handwriting comparison, confirming the signature was identical to Zero’s.
From that point on, his urge to find Nora Scott began to stir.
However, due to previous grudges with Nora Scott, Jesse Johnson, to avoid self-humiliation, persuaded himself several tis to hold back.
But——
Once Zero’s photo was released yesterday, Jesse Johnson couldn’t restrain himself any longer.
Originally abroad, upon receiving the news, he imdiately bought a ticket to rush back, and at 3 AM, he headed straight to Cloudwater Haven with a pile of items.
The result was, unsurprisingly, he was chased out by the security guards like a thief.
At 6 AM, he persistently questioned Butler Loxley to exchange sincerity for Nora Scott’s current address and rushed there without delay.
But, once he actually saw her, he dared not voice his question.
Nora Scott and Zero.
The connection of these two nas had already astonished him for over half a month; now, the idea that "the identities behind both nas overlap" appeared, and even he felt he might have gone mad.
However, according to netizens’ speculations, if the photo was real, the physique, temperant, age... all mysteriously matched Nora Scott.
Too coincidental.
Moreover, the fact that Nora Scott obtained Zero’s signature was indisputable.
"Uh, it’s just, Nora, do you like anything? I’ll buy it for you."
In utter conflict and nervousness, Jesse Johnson hesitated for a long ti and said sothing that made him want to die.
Marcus Shaw, bringing the noodles to the table, happened to hear this, approached with a cold face, and asked Nora Scott, "Do you want to kick him out?"
"No!"
Before Nora Scott could respond, Jesse Johnson jumped up excitedly on the spot.
"I was wrong, I an, um..." Hesitating for a mont, Jesse Johnson, with a question on the tip of his tongue, transitioned, "If you want to re-enter the entertainnt circle, I can help you."
"Kick him out."
Nora Scott tossed back two words to Marcus Shaw and turned to walk inside the house.
"Wait!"
Jesse Johnson hurriedly rushed forward, holding the door with both hands, finally blurting out his question——
"Are you Zero?"
As soon as the words fell, all beca silent.
Jesse Johnson held his breath, his temples sweating finely, staring intently at Nora Scott, not blinking.
Marcus Shaw: ?
"Hmm?"
Nora Scott paused, turned her head, looked at him with a smile on her lips, raised her eyebrows lightly, and asked back leisurely, "Do you want to know?"
Do you want to know?
That casual question startled Jesse Johnson, as if the blood coursing through his body suddenly boiled, bursting through his veins, invisibly splattering blood, coloring his entire world red.
He wanted to know.
Of course, he wanted to know.
But, within Nora Scott’s words, there was an implicit aning: Can you handle this answer?
Could he accept that Zero, who was stereotyped as an omnipotent uncle, was this woman in front of him?
... He didn’t know.
In an instant, his blood froze, turning to frost.
For a long while.
"I don’t want to know!"
Coward.
Without the courage to hear the answer, Jesse Johnson threw down that sentence and fled in panic.
As long as it wasn’t confird, this woman would always be "suspected Zero"!
Marcus Shaw watched as his expression changed several tis in a short mont, finally running away as if he’d seen a ghost, causing his eyebrows to raise slightly.
He said, "Another one’s gone crazy."
Yesterday’s visitor, Eleanor Taylor, seed to go insane because of a picture, going berserk for several hours before calming down.
Nora Scott remained composed as always, walking towards the living room, asking, "What’s for breakfast?"
"Yangchun Noodles."
Marcus Shaw closed the door, following behind.
"Oh, add an egg."
"..."
So much trouble.
*
First Affiliated High School.
Still the familiar school, familiar walls, familiar scene.
Marcus Shaw stood outside the walls with a gloomy face, feeling even his stomach was twitching in pain.
Nora Scott, having parked the car, walked over leisurely.
Marcus Shaw: "It’s still early today."
Nora Scott: "I know."
Marcus Shaw: "You can use the front gate."
Nora Scott: "Mm."
Marcus Shaw: "So——"
Nora Scott: "It’s been a while since I’ve climbed over, just reminiscing."
Marcus Shaw: "..."
He’s never seen soone so capable of making trouble for themselves!
With no other options, Marcus Shaw took a step back, making way for Nora Scott. He looked down, taking a glance at her flat shoes, his brows relaxed a bit, curious to see how she would use her hands and feet to drag her "high-and-mighty-goddess" image into the mud.
However——
A gust of wind blew past his side, displacing his loose hair.
In that instant, he saw Nora Scott leaping up, in the blink of an eye, her hands were on the wall, and when flipping over, her palms gently left the wall, as if lightly borrowing force. The next mont, Marcus Shaw’s gaze passed through the iron bars to see inside, where Nora Scott had already landed steadily on her feet, her back facing him.
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