57. Mishelia

There were still ten minutes to midnight.

On Alpha Street, a translucent figure drifted into an otherwise ordinary household.

The door was tightly closed, and it was the time when most households were preparing dinner or getting ready to eat, and the couple inside this house was no exception. Except they were sitting at a corner of the empty dining table. The husband sighed deeply, while the wife's eyes were slightly red.

Mishelia settled naturally into an empty seat, staring blankly across the table, talking to herself.

("The interview has been postponed to tomorrow, I'll go tomorrow morning.")

("It's okay, my classmates are already very familiar, and I told the professor, he agreed to let me work part-time.")

("Mmm... that's good, my classmates are quite nice to me.")

("No, they are very kind, they didn't... bully me. Mmm...")

...

In front of the desk, Lu Li leaned back in the boss chair. Behind the desk, Oliver's cousin sat up straight.