Chapter 3After Rising to Power, He Discussed How to Ditch the Aging Me, Only to Claim He’d Die with Me After I Was Gone

Because my parents moved our company’s operations to Seabridge City, I naturally ended up transferring to a school there.

Before arriving, I did my homework. I was determined to help Liam Xander escape the hell he was living in.

By sheer coincidence, we ended up not only at the same high school but also as desk mates.

When we met again, he hesitated for a moment before pulling out a thick notebook filled with chemistry notes.

“I think this might help you,” he said, his tone unsure.

I was sitting there, staring hopelessly at my abysmal chemistry test score, so I was surprised. Taking the notebook, I flipped it open to find pages full of colorful annotations.

From the periodic table to detailed explanations of formulas, it was all meticulously laid out—far more thorough than anything our teacher had ever covered.

As I skimmed through the pages, his neat handwriting caught my eye, and an idea suddenly struck me. I looked up at him, excited.

“Liam Xander, you should be my tutor!” I said, practically bouncing in my seat.

“And stop working as a dishwasher at that dingy restaurant.”

Liam froze for a moment before shaking his head. “No, that’s not why I gave you the notebook. I just… wanted to thank you.”

“I know, I know,” I said, waving him off. “But my family runs a soap business, and if my chemistry grades don’t improve, my parents will cut off my allowance. Please, just think of it as a good deed, okay?”

I clasped my hands together, looking up at him as if he were a god. Unable to argue with me, he finally gave in.

And so, he became my public desk mate and my private tutor.

Because of this arrangement, Liam no longer had to juggle working late nights and studying. He even managed to save some money.

Once, I handed him an envelope stuffed with cash.

“Professor Xander, I owe my chemistry turnaround to you. This is the reward my parents gave me—we’re splitting it,” I said with a grin.

His face turned bright red, his ears flushing a soft pink.

“Chloe White,” he said after a long pause, “let’s go to the same college.”

Feigning ignorance, I teased him. “Why would you want to go to the same college as me?”

He took a deep breath, then pulled a simple silver ring from his bag.

“I know I’m not really in a position to say this right now, but… I don’t want to wait anymore,” he said, voice trembling ever so slightly.

“I like you, Chloe White. Be my girlfriend. I promise I’ll give you a good life.”

I recognized the ring. It was from the most expensive jewelry brand in Seabridge City.

He must’ve spent most of his tutoring earnings on this.

Liam’s heart was racing as he held the ring out, his breathing uneven. He didn’t even dare blink, afraid he’d miss my response.

Tears welled up in my eyes. I reached out, nodded, and whispered, “Yes.”