Once She Came Like a Flash novel Chapter 95

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**Faith Didn’t Survive Time – by Aadi Sharma**
**Chapter 95**

Irritation flickered in Renee’s eyes as she shot Ace a glare that could cut through steel. “If you can’t manage to be civil, perhaps it would be better if you just kept quiet,” she snapped, her voice laced with exasperation.

Ace, ever the unyielding presence, tilted his head slightly, his mechanical features betraying no emotion. “Master, are you upset because I merely spoke the hard truth?” he retorted, his tone almost teasing.

Renee sighed deeply, rubbing her forehead as if trying to massage away the tension that had built up. She hadn’t anticipated that the first-generation robot would possess such a sharp wit, one that could easily rival any human’s.

Stepping out of the apartment, they made their way to the elevator, which hummed softly as it descended to the ground floor. Upon exiting into the bustling world of the supermarket next to their apartment complex, Ace immediately became the center of attention. Heads turned, and the sound of camera shutters clicked as people couldn’t help but gawk and capture the moment on their phones.

Given the chaos that had unfolded at the Nurture Children’s Welfare Center, Renee had taken precautions. She donned a mask and large sunglasses, her heart racing at the thought of being recognized. She wanted to remain inconspicuous, so she hurriedly grabbed a few essentials, her mind racing with thoughts of the recent events, and rushed to the checkout counter.

Ace, meanwhile, trailed behind her, clutching a large bag of groceries with ease. “Master, your pace on the way back seems to be double what it was when we arrived. Are you trying to escape from a dog or something?” he quipped, his voice carrying a hint of playful sarcasm.

Nearby, a small group of onlookers, who had been filming their antics, overheard Ace’s comment and exchanged glances, rolling their eyes in unison. For reasons unknown, it felt as though Ace was mocking them.

“Wow, what a savage robot,” one exclaimed, clearly impressed yet slightly offended.

“So cool! I want one too,” another chimed in, eyes sparkling with envy.

“That must be crazy expensive,” a third added, awe evident in their tone.

“I’ve never seen a robot like that before,” someone else remarked, curiosity piqued.

“Hey, how much did your robot cost?” one bold individual called out, stepping closer.

Renee tugged at her mask, trying to maintain her anonymity while offering a quick response, “It was a gift. I have no idea,” before hastily making her exit.

Since the incident at the welfare center had gone viral, she had become a trending topic, and she felt the weight of that attention pressing down on her. If she lingered any longer, she feared she might be trapped in the very spotlight she was trying to avoid.