Filed To Story: The Scarlet Vengeance: Justice of a Framed Beauty Novel (Grace & Jason)
It couldn’t be a coincidence, it must be true!
But then, a cold voice rang out above her, “I’m sorry, but you must have mistaken me for someone else. My name is not Lawrence. Also, isn’t it impolite to hug someone in public like this?”
Only then did Jasper snap out of it and look up at the face that was so close to hers. “You’re not… Lawrence?”
“No,” the other person smiled slightly, but there was a hint of disgust in their eyes. “Also, I don’t like being hugged by strangers, so you should let go of me quickly.”
But she didn’t let go of his hand. Grace held onto him, her eyes. watery and fixed on his face.
He furrowed his brow slightly. “Won’t you let go?”
“I…” She hesitated. Was he really not Lawrence? If he wasn’t, then it was quite impolite to hold onto him like this. But her hands seemed to have a will of their own, tightly embracing him as if she had recognized him as Lawrence.
She was afraid…if she let go, she might never find Lawrence again!
His brow furrowed even more deeply. Then, with a sudden movement, he broke free from her grasp and walked away without looking back.
Jasper stared blankly at the gradually disappearing figure, suddenly feeling a sense of emptiness in her heart. Before she could even figure out what was happening, her body instinctively chased after him.
It was as if her body refused to let this boy leave her sight!
Under the shade of the trees on campus, her hand finally grabbed onto the boy’s clothes. “Wait…wait a minute!”
The boy stopped in his tracks. “What do you want?”
“Are you really not Lawrence?” she gasped, speaking seriously.
“I don’t go by that name,” the other person replied.
“What name do you go by then?” she asked.
“I don’t think I need to tell you,” he said with a hint of amusement.
“If you’re really not the Lawrence I know, then tell me your name!” Jasper stared at him intently, his face showing determination.
Their gazes locked, and there was a heavy silence in the air. After a moment, the other person finally spoke slowly, “My name is Roger Elliott, not the Lawrence you mentioned. Can you let go now?”
She was taken aback. Roger… a completely unfamiliar name, with no connection to Lawrence whatsoever.
So, he really isn’t Lawrence? Was it all just her overthinking?
A strong sense of disappointment welled up in her chest, and she finally let go of his clothes that she had been holding onto.
The boy turned and left, while Jasper remained motionless, standing in place with his head down, staring at his own toes.
The boy turned and left, but Jasper remained motionless, standing in the same spot with his head down, staring at his own toes.
And the layer of mist that had been filling up their eyes finally turned into tears, rolling down their cheeks drop by drop.
Maybe she was just too fixated on Lawrence, which led her to mistake that person for Lawrence!
I hope Lawrence is safe and sound, and that one day he can appear in front of her! At that time, she will do everything she can to make up for Lawrence, and then she will say to him –
I’m sorry!
I’m sorry, at that time she didn’t answer his call. I’m sorry, at that time she couldn’t save him or his parents.
If time could be reversed, she would have wished to receive that phone call.
In that case, perhaps some things would be different!
Jasper walked aimlessly, feeling lost. When she came to her senses, she found herself inside a small bar near the campus.
This bar mainly caters to students, with many Stanford University students coming here regularly. The prices are also quite affordable.
For Jasper, it was her first time here.
The atmosphere in the bar was quite refreshing, the lighting wasn’t too dim, and since it was still afternoon, there weren’t many people around.
Jasper walked up to the bar counter and casually ordered a cocktail.
When the cocktail was brought to her, she picked up the glass and took a big gulp.
It didn’t taste good.
The wine here is much worse than any she has tasted before, even to the point of being difficult to drink.
But this unpleasant taste matches her current mood quite well.
Her emotions have been up and down, just like the wine, bitter and astringent.
The man said he wasn’t Lawrence at all, but why does she still feel like he is? Is it because she misses Lawrence too much? So anyone who can play the piano and looks a little like Lawrence from her childhood, she mistakes for him?
Lawrence… can she find him again?
Although she kept saying that he wasn’t dead and must still be alive, after so many years, even she herself began to think that maybe she was just deceiving herself.
Jasper was already beautiful, and sitting alone at the bar drinking, she exuded a sad atmosphere that easily attracted others.
Several guys who were originally sitting on the other side obviously noticed Jasper and approached her, saying, “Drinking alone? Why not come to our table? We’ll treat you, let’s drink together.”
But Jasper seemed to be lost in her own thoughts and completely ignored them.
The guys continued, “Are you a student at Stanford University? We work nearby and can be friends.
We have a few buddies whose girlfriends are from Stanford University, too!”
One of them was itching to reach out and put his arm around Jasper’s shoulder.
But as soon as his hand moved a little, Jasper’s gaze suddenly turned cold and he stared at the man, saying, “Get lost. I don’t want to be friends with you or drink with you.”
When she said this, the man who had reached out his hand looked embarrassed. “Why reject us like this? If you have any problems, tell us, your brothers, about it!”
Brothers? Jasper suddenly sneered. They weren’t even qualified to be her brothers!
Especially since she’s in a bad mood right now, she doesn’t want to deal with these people at all!
Jasper took a few more sips of his drink, paid the bill, and left without even acknowledging the men.
The men felt embarrassed and one of them became angry, saying, “Who do you think you are? We invited you to drink with us out of respect, don’t be so ungrateful!”
As he spoke, the man grabbed Jasper’s arm.
“Let go!” Jasper frowned and said.
“Let go of me. First, have a drink with us and let’s call it a day for this matter,” the other party said.
“I’ve already told you, I don’t want to drink with you guys. You better let go of me quickly, or else…”
“Or else what?” the other party provocatively asked.
In the next moment, Jasper’s body moved suddenly. The hand that was being pulled was twisted back by Jasper, and then the situation was reversed. The man’s arm was twisted behind his back, causing him to scream in pain.
Jasper used top-notch self-defense techniques, which were specially designed for her by experts in this field over the years.
Years ago, after a kidnapping incident, she finally realized that relying solely on others for help was too passive. So she took the initiative to learn some self-defense techniques.
Jason also had the same idea, and since their daughter was also interested, they found top experts to design self-defense moves for her.
These moves were not many, but Jasper has been practicing them repeatedly over the years. Even though the process was tedious, she always remembered the feeling of helplessness during the kidnapping.
She also wanted to become strong, strong enough to protect those she cared about in the future!
When those men saw Jasper take action, they were also stunned.
However, soon after, a few others began throwing punches at Jasper. Although she was able to subdue one of them, there were too many people and she soon found herself dodging left and right. The bar staff noticed the conflict and rushed over to try to intervene.
Before the staff could reach them, another figure quickly charged in and within a few moves, had knocked all of the attackers to the ground.
Several men lay on the ground groaning in pain, while William looked at Jasper with concern. “Are you okay?”
Jasper shook her head. “I’m…I’m fine. But how did you know I was here?”
“Remember, we have each other’s location bound on our phones,” William said. On the first day of college, they had bound their locations to each other’s phones so they could easily find each other.
“You forgot, we’ve shared our location on our phones with each other,” William said. On the first day of college, they had already shared their location with each other on their phones so that they could easily find each other.
“Yes, yes!” she murmured.
William looked at the flush on Jasper’s cheeks and asked,
“Have you been drinking?”
“Well, I just had one cocktail,” she said. At the moment, she was feeling a bit dizzy from the alcohol.
“William, let’s go. I don’t want to stay here anymore.”
“Okay,” William replied, taking Jasper’s hand and leaving the bar.
Meanwhile, in a room in the bar, there were several screens displaying surveillance footage of different areas in the bar, including the scene where Jasper, William, and the group of provoking men were.
Roger, a young man, sat in a chair, staring at the screen where William was seen leaving with Jasper, with a heavy heart.
He used to envy William, who seemed like a prince from a fairy tale. Every time he saw William with
Jasper, he felt inferior.
At that time, what did he hope for? He hoped that one day he could be like a knight in a fairy tale, protecting a princess.
But the knight may eventually turn into a dragon, and in the end, who will the princess choose between the prince and the dragon?
“Jasper, everything is just beginning…” the boy murmured.
Yes, it’s just the beginning, everything has only just begun!
William led Jasper back to the campus holding his hand.
“Why do you suddenly want to drink?” he asked.
“Nothing, I just suddenly felt like drinking,” she muttered, “William, can you stop for a moment?”