Filed to story: That Campus Prince Is a Girl
Cameron had just finished her boiled egg.
She slowly stirred the soup in front of her, then lifted her gaze to meet Bradley’s eyes. “Is that so? Mr. Saunders, which high school did you attend?”
Bradley replied, “Langford Academy in Viremont.”
Cameron said calmly, “Well, what a coincidence. I went there too.”
Bradley raised his brows in surprise. “Seriously? Now that’s a small world. Guess we’re schoolmates.”
Cameron pressed on, “Which dorm were you in back in high school?”
Bradley Saunders thought for a moment, then said, “Room 316.”
Cameron said, “Another coincidence. Same here.”
Bradley chuckled. “Ms. Wallace, you lived in girl’s Room 316?”
That was almost too much of a coincidence.
Cameron gave him a look.
Now she was certain. Bradley really was suffering from amnesia.
“Wait, that’s not right.’ Cameron thought to herself. ‘He still remembered his room was 316.’
She frowned, then asked, “Mr. Saunders, fremember your dorm was kind of legendary back in school. There was Elijah Moore, and…”
“And Xander Murphy, and Austin Fraser. The four of us,” Bradley finished for her.
Cameron was stunned.
Bradley still remembered Xander and the rest of them.
But how come he didn’t remember her?
“Selective amnesia, huh?’ she scoffed inwardly.
Cameron frowned slightly, then asked offhandedly, “Mr. Saunders, do you remember who the top scorer in your year’s SATs was?”
Bradley set down his coffee cup, thought for a moment, then shook his head. “I don’t remember. As soon as I graduated, I went abroad to study, sof never really paid much attention to things like that.”
Cameron caught onto the key detail. “You went abroad to study as soon as you graduated?”
Bradley nodded.
Cameron was stunned.
Not only did Bradley have selective amnesia, but what he remembered was actually wrong.
This kind of thing couldn’t have happened by accident.
Someone made him lose his memory on purpose.
“Did someone hypnotize him?’ Cameron wondered.
She casually asked Bradley a few more questions while masking her purpose.
She quickly noticed that whenever it came to anything related to her, Bradley either couldn’t remember at all, or his memories were just plain wrong.
After hopping through worlds for over a thousand years, Cameron had seen it all. She instantly realized that someone had put Bradley under a deep hypnosis, wiping out every memory he had of her and even messing with some of his other memories.
Her mind raced. ‘Who could have done this?’ she wondered.
While Cameron was lost in thought, Bradley had already finished his meal.
He put down his utensils and quipped, “Miss Yates, you seem pretty curious about me.”
Cameron fell silent.
She snapped out of it and shot him a calm glance.
He flashed his trademark faint smile. “Miss Yates, you’re very beautiful. I’ve got things to do. See you around.”
With that, he stood up and walked out of the restaurant.
He was going back to Steerfall.
She watched him leave, then quickly looked away.
Back in Steerfall, Bradley buried himself in case files, preparing for the court session that afternoon.
At 1:30 pm, Bradley, his client, and two assistants arrived at the courthouse.
The defendant and the defense lawyer were already there.
“Mr. Hayes, you have to win this case for me. I’ll pay whatever it costs,” the defendant, Kurt Klein, said nervously.
Jackson, dressed in a sharp suit, nodded confidently. “Don’t worry, Mr. Klein. I won’t let you down.”
“Mr. Saunders…” The client couldn’t help but turn to Bradley.
Bradley gave him a reassuring look.
When Jackson heard someone call out “Mr. Saunders,” he turned and saw
He froze for a second, then burst out laughing.
Bradley.
“Brad! It really is you!” Jackson walked over to Bradley with a big smile.
“Jackson?” Bradley was just as surprised.
Back when they were in high school, Bradley had invested in a law firm in Viremont, and Jackson was one
They hadn’t been in touch for years. of the partners.
Bradley never expected to run into him here.
“Brad! What are you doing here…” Jackson started, then suddenly took a step back. “No way. Are we actually on opposite sides today?”
Bradley smiled, “Jackson, I’m not going to go easy on you just because you’re older.”
Jackson looked at him helplessly.
“What’s with you?” Kurt frowned.
Jackson grinned, “Don’t worry, Mr. Klein. I’ll do what I can.”
Kurt was speechless.
“Wasn’t he all confident just a moment ago? How did it turn into “I’ll do what I can”?’ he thought.
The trial ended.
Just as expected, Kurt lost the case.
He scowled. “Seriously? I thought you were experienced!”
Jackson looked at him helplessly.
Bradley strutted out of the courtroom, looking every bit the picture of triumph.
His client was practically showering him with gratitude.
Jackson walked over and slung an arm around Bradley’s shoulders. “Alright, Brad, how are you going to make it up to me?”
Bradley waved his assistants off, signaling for them to head back first.
He fl
“Come uare?”
Jackson pretended to be upset. “I don’t care. If you don’t treat me to a fancy dinner today, you’re not leaving.”
Bradley chuckled, “Where do you want to eat?”
Jackson replied, “Wherever’s the most expensive.”
