Chapter 1225 Bellridge University

• “Time is of the essence!” Mabel said, glancing at Jonathan as she maneuvered the car through traffic. “Let's skip the formalities, if you don't mind.”
• The car's interior held a faint, youthful scent unique to Mabel. She hadn't quite reached the poised elegance of the upper class, but her air commanded respect. It wasn't surprising—she'd already reached Nascent Soul early stage.
• If not for the urgency of their mission, Jonathan might have been tempted to tease her a little, but he held back.