Chapter 438 You're On Your Own
At that time, both of them were still very young and naive.
Since Clarissa had been saved by Jara, she didn't know a single person in the team. Facing a completely new and unfamiliar environment. She was terrified and even a little afraid.
At that time, Clarissa had a pair of dead, lifeless looking eyes. She was like a pitiful hedgehog, hiding in the corner alone.
Jara felt that it wasn't right for her to be left in such a state, so one day, he gathered all the people on the team.
Everyone gathered around and looked at her as if they were looking at a rare beast. Everyone was a little shy when Jara asked if anyone was willing to be friends with her.
It was Dylan who took the initiative to step forward.
At that time, her smile was so bright and beautiful.
Dylan was like the sun, bringing warmth and light into Clarissa's world.
She stretched out her hand and said to her with a smile, "Hello, my name is Dylan. Let's be friends."
Clarissa could never forget that scene.
It was childish and a little ridiculous. They were like children in the kindergarten, learning to make friends under the guidance of the teacher.
But she felt so warm, as if she would never forget it for the rest of her life.
Clarissa could tell from Dylan's face that she was a little moved. She looked at Clarissa, as if she could see her old-self through Clarissa's eyes.
Clarissa murmured, "Dylan, you were the first one to approach me at that time. I always thought we would be good friends for the rest of our lives. But this time, you really hurt me. Do you know how I felt when I saw Anderson lying in a pool of blood?
You know how it feels to lose your loved ones and having no hope in life, but you still let it happen to me. Don't you feel sorry for what you've done?"
Her voice was very soft.
But Dylan felt a heavyweight on her chest, making her harder to breathe.
Clarissa looked at her reddened eyes. After a while, she suddenly got up and walked out.
Dylan shuddered.
"Clarissa!"
Dylan stopped her, with her hoarse voice. Clarissa stopped, but didn't look back.
Then, she heard Dylan's voice, which was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
"They're from the Sapphire family. They're the ones who sent me to assassinate Anderson."
Clarissa was shocked.
Clarissa turned around in disbelief as she fixed her gaze on Dylan. After a few seconds, she finally opened her mouth. "Are you sure?"
Dylan gave a sad smile.
"How can I not be sure? I've been working for them for several years. You might not know about this, but three years ago when the Lost Vanguard had its first internal strife, I was squeezed out by them. Since then, I secretly defected to the Sapphire family.
I worked directly under his command and I carried out all the missions he had assigned to me, including assassinating Anderson. Initially, I had not wanted to do so, but he had promised me that as long as I had completed the mission, he would let me go.
Clarissa, I am too tired. I'm tired of fighting for so many years. I don't want to race, and I don't want to wander around anymore.
I just want to live a normal life and I'm willing to do anything to have a normal life, even if it means killing someone."
Clarissa kept a straight face and listened to her words, but she didn't say anything.
Dylan raised her head to look at her. "Anderson has gotten on someone's bad side. In fact, even if I didn't kill him, they would have sent someone else. In the end, isn't there no difference at all?"
"No, there are differences."
She said flatly, "You're my friend, but they aren't."
Dylan shuddered.
She suddenly burst into laughter.
The more she laughed, the more she found it funny. As a result, she laughed even louder until she trembled and burst into tears.
Clarissa looked at her, frowning her delicate brows.
She suddenly realized something.
The purpose of Anderson and her coming here was probably no longer a secret.
However, what puzzled her was that if they only wanted to stop her and Anderson from investigating Mark's case, they could use a more moderate method. There was no need to assassinate him.
After all, if anything really happened to Anderson, the Sapphire family would have brought trouble upon themselves.
However, the other party still did it. Does this mean that they have other motives that they don't know?
Thinking of this, her eyes dimmed slightly, and she said in a low voice, "Dylan, who is the person who has been giving you orders?"
Dylan stopped shedding tears and shook her head.
"I don't know."
Clarissa frowned.
Dylan said in a deep voice, "I really don't know. People like us don't earn the right to know their names. Most of the time, we just call them by their code names. I can only tell you that his codename is Y. Other than that, you would have to investigate it by yourself."
Clarissa looked into her eyes to make sure that she was not lying. Then, she nodded.
"Okay, I'll look into it."
After a pause, Clarissa said, "As long as what you said is true, I will leave the grievances between us behind. You're on your own now."
After that, she turned around and left. The sunshine came in from outside the gate and shone on Clarissa, covering her whole body in a golden halo.
Dylan sat paralyzed on the ground as she watched Clarissa leave. She did not know why, but at that moment, her heart began to ache.
It was as if she had lost a very important bit of her heart.
She suddenly said, "Clarissa!"
Clarissa stopped in her tracks, and then she heard Dylan's voice.
"Be careful of Anderson. He's not the kind person you think he is."
Clarissa turned around and glanced at her.
Golden rays of light seeped through her hair. She looked like a goddess that came from the above at this moment.
Clarissa frowned slightly and wanted to ask more, but Dylan had already turned her head away. Obviously, she didn't want to talk to her anymore.
Clarissa pursed her lips, but in the end, she didn't say anything more. She turned around and walked out.
After coming out of the villa, Clarissa got into the car.
Nora had been by her side. Seeing that she did not look too well, he asked, "Clarissa, are you alright?"
Clarissa shook her head.
She looked out of the window and seemed to be in a daze.
The last sentence of Dylan lingered in her ear like a demon's voice, and Clarissa couldn't get rid of it.
She didn't know why Dylan said that. In fact, she shouldn't be bothered by her words. After all, she had been with Anderson for so long. She thought that she knew what kind of person he was. How could she be easily swayed by an outsider?
Not to mention that Dylan had attempted to assassinate Anderson not too long ago.
But sometimes, there was only a thin line between rationality and feelings.
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