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.