?Chapter 779:
“Tomorrow, at ten in the morning.”
Rachel said, “I’ll see you off.”
Brenda gave a small nod. “Thene with An. I’m sure he’ll want to be there too.”
She had told him not toe, but she knew him too well—he wouldn’t just let her leave without a goodbye.
“Fine, let it be. Onest moment to remember,” she mused inwardly.
“Okay,” Rachel agreed.
The next day, they all arrived early.
Brenda and her assistant pushed several suitcases through the terminal. An nced at his assistant. “Alban, give them a hand.” Alban and Brenda’s assistant moved ahead to handle the luggage check-in.
An and Brenda lingered behind, chatting.
For once, they didn’t talk about work—just old times and shared memories.
When the conversation drifted to their college days, Brenda’s eyes softened with nostalgia.
But every conversation, like every memory, had to end.
The boarding announcement echoed through the terminal.
Mσrε υpdαтes ιn Gαlnσνels.cσm
Just as they were about to stand, Rachel called out, “Mr. Vance, Ms. Myers, look over here!”
They both turned, and Rachel smiled, quickly pressing the shutter button on her phone.
The moment was captured—frozen in time.
Before stepping toward the gate, Brenda handed the packed designs to Rachel. “Besides the finished ones, there are a lot of rough sketches. I hope to see thempleted someday. But I know you’ll do more than that. You’ll create something even better.”
Rachel’s fingers tightened around the package. “Goodbye.”
Brenda stepped forward and pulled Rachel into a hug.
She leaned in and whispered, “If you two ever end up together, don’t forget to send me a wedding invitation. No matter where I am, I’lle. I want to see him happy—with my own eyes.”
Rachel’s throat tightened, and she could only nod.
Brenda then turned to An and opened her arms.
An stepped forward, but just as he was about to embrace her, she suddenly pivoted, throwing up a hand in a wide wave as she walked away.
Her figure grew smaller and smaller until she disappeared into the sea of travelers.
.
.
.