Part 1The Mind Reader's Trap

The scholarship student I sponsored for three years, Julian Vance, finally graduated from college.

He stood at my door carrying large bags of Homemade Jam, his tanned face full of rustic gratitude.

"Sarah, without you, I wouldn't be here today. Please accept this small token of my appreciation."

I smiled and invited him in, heart feeling warm.

Just as I turned to pour him water, a cold voice suddenly sounded in my mind.

[This apartment location is great. Kill her, and it's mine.]

My hand holding the cup shook, water spilled all over the floor.

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I took a deep breath, poured another glass of water, turned and walked back to the living room, a decent smile on my face.

"Julian, drink some water."

"Thank you, Sarah." He took the cup, eyes still so simple and honest.

[Her parents' old house is also worth a lot. Heard her mention last time, it's in the old school district downtown. Tomorrow I'll go 'visit' them in the name of thanking them for their cultivation.]

[Wait until their whole family dies 'accidentally', I will be the owner of this house. Then use her identity information to apply for loans, figure out a way to get her company's money too. Perfect!]

This young man with a rustic smile was sipping water, eyes full of "longing for future life".

And my back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, clenched fists, barely kept myself from screaming.

Not an hallucination.

This brother-like student I sponsored for three years, treated like family, is listing poisonous murder plans one by one, ready to bite the hand that feeds him anytime!