Everyone left the room and closed the door behind them, leaving only Larissa and Reuben in the room.

"I'm sorry," Reuben said again.

Without a trace of emotion on her face, Larissa pulled her shirt back on, adjusting it before getting off the bed on her own.

"I had no choice, I'm sorry," Reuben continued to mutter to himself, "If I didn't do this ... I would suffer in my family."

Larissa stopped in her tracks, but she didn't turn around.

Staring blankly at the door, she sneered and said, "You don't need to apologize. People who don't act for themselves will only lose out in the end. I understand you."

She didn't blame Reuben. She only blamed herself for naively trusting others easily. Reuben had taught her a profound lesson today, and she decided to be grateful to him.

The buttons on Larissa's shirt had been ripped off by Reuben, leaving only two remaining. Since there was no way she could wear it, she went back to her room and changed into a hoodie, before going to Xavier's stu