Chapter 85 No Mercy for the Cruel

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  "My bracelet! It cost me millions!"   The girl turned and, spotting the piece in Eleanor's hand, her face immediately shifted.   Eleanor froze. "Uh..."   She quickly glanced down at the bracelet, murmuring, "Hope I didn't snap it or something."   Millions for just a bracelet...   "It's fine even if it broke. Thanks though," the girl said, casually taking the bracelet back and offering her hand. "I'm Delia Soren, finance major. You?"   "Eleanor Reynolds, from the design department."   "Nice! We're friends now then. You're super pretty, by the way. How old are you? When's your birthday...?"   Before Eleanor could react, Delia had already latched onto her arm, acting like they'd known each other forever.   It was an open arts lecture.   Delia had tagged along just to sit in on Ele

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