LEON'S POV.
"What's going on, Leon? You've been staying out late almost every day because you've been working on your last year's celebration as student president," Clara said, as soon as I let go of my hug.
"Let's sit over there," I said as I led Clara towards a lawn chair. "This is all because of Hailey."
"Hailey? What about her?" she asked, looking very curious.
I saw Clara blink her eyes. Her gaze was that of a police investigator who had just found a valuable clue, full of curiosity that almost stripped my mind.
I snorted rudely, feeling lazy to discuss the events on campus this afternoon. I was more interested in talking about Raymond Lancaster, the senior financial manager at my dad's company.
"Never mind, let's talk about Raymond," I said, changing the subject.
"Okay."
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