Darius smiled at her, his admiration apparent. Darcy returned his smile, saying, "I didn't expect you to remember me." At the same time, she waved the broom she was holding around.

Darius shook his head helplessly and stood up. "I remember asking my people to look into you. The fact that you got accepted by Kingston University despite coming from a poor family is enough to show that you must be a stellar student. I found it weird that my people couldn't find you on campus." He gave her a curious look.

Darcy's smile was still in place as she shook her head. "Thank you for everything you've done for me, Mr. Reid. I honestly don't mind working as a janitor—it's what I was doing before meeting you. I've never dreamed of doing anything else; I've never even imagined being able to return to university. Life's already good enough for me now that there's enough money to pay for my brother's medical bills."

Darius sensed her smile was bitter but genuine. Darcy had some regrets but was generall