[I pose no threat to you. After much reflection, it's evident that since we can't get along, it's best for me to leave. Please let Rosario know she needn't worry; I'll take care of myself.

Regards,

Madelyn]

Zach's expression soured as he quietly muttered to himself, 'That fool.'

He had made a call earlier, but it was cut off after just a few rings – a clear sign that Madelyn had blocked his number. Inside, his frustration boiled over, 'Madelyn Jent, how dare you!'

Jadie, looking worried, came up to Zach on the balcony. "Zach, did you find anything?"

Zach slipped his phone into his pocket without saying anything. He turned around and walked away, saying, "Let's go. I'll take you to school."

"But it's still early," Jadie said.

She wanted to finish her breakfast. But with Zach's visible anger, she chose silence. She grabbed her backpack and followed him out of the apartment.

The traffic flowed smoothly, and in just fifteen brisk minutes, they arrived at the school.

Zach's mood w