She possessed the same radiance as six years ago—that of a confident, cheerful, vibrant, and carefree young girl.
As she reached the second floor, Vera Wave waved at him.
"I'm off to write the proposal then. See you tomorrow!"
Kris Cooper suddenly remembered something and quickly called out to her.
"Vera!"
Vera turned around to see him holding out a card to her.
"This is your card; keep it safe!"
Looking at the bank card in his hand, Vera pressed her lips together.
"If... you genuinely want to be friends with me, I hope it'll be on equal terms. You can keep this money for now. If there's ever a need for it, I'll ask for your help, but I can't accept it now. Of course, I'll slowly repay you the medical fees you paid for my grandma. Does that sound okay?"
Gathering her courage, she lifted her big eyes, looking at Kris Cooper with pure sincerity on her small face.
Kris Cooper held the card between his fingers, gazing into her eyes. "You want to be friends with me?"
