Chapter 133 Heart's Betrayal

• Emily sat beside Justin in the candlelit dining hall, trying to steady the rhythm of her breath beneath the elegant hum of cutlery and soft violin. It was a VIP lounge designed for the most exclusive individuals. No paparazzi, no fans, and noise. Though the decor shimmered and the food was plated like art, a quiet ache had nestled in her chest—and no amount of ambiance could mask it.
• Justin caught her gaze with a reassuring smile, his elbows resting casually on the table.
• “My dad made the call this morning,” he said, voice low and deliberate. “Your academic documents were secured. No more stonewalling. You’ll graduate.”