Angela cursed inwardly. Had it not been for what Avery said, Dean would never have doubted her.

She should not have hidden in Dean's mansion. Bridgedale was a big country, and she could have hidden anywhere to wait for the day when she won the Marshall's Award.

Angela's head began to hurt. "Dean, I'm hurt that you don't trust me."

"It's not that I don't trust you, Angela. You can't be so greedy. I've supported your career unconditionally throughout the years, and even if I did so partially for my own benefit as well, you can't abandon me once you are done with me! You are going to accomplish your life-long dream soon, and if you really dump me after that, all my effort and investment would be for nothing!"

Dean was thankful that Avery had reminded him of this. He had been overly trusting toward Angela because she supplied all the medicine he was taking daily. Subconsciously, it did not make sense for him to doubt her because she could easily poison him if she wanted to.

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