The scar on her palm might fade in a few days, just like her story with Jackson. After all, everything would fade with time as if nothing had happened.

Serenity softly clenched her hand into a fist and left the Sanitation Office.

Before she had gone far, a silver-gray Porsche stopped her. A man then stepped out of the car. The girls in the Sanitation Office had just so happened to be talking about him earlier—Lucas Gomez.

"What do you want?" Serenity asked.

"I would like to treat you to a me