Chapter 9: Senior, Do You Have Time?
"Stella!" Scarlett Yates’s face suddenly turned red, and she raised a fist, ready to hit Stella Nelson.
Stella Nelson dodged quickly, and in the blink of an eye, she was at the door, teasingly standing there, "Come on, come on, I’m not just spouting nonsense. Dare you say you’re not..."
"Stella Nelson!" Scarlett Yates growled through clenched teeth, embarrassed and angry.
Stella Nelson covered her mouth and laughed, and after a while, she suddenly said seriously, "Scarlett, don’t rush. I forgot to tell you something important. Tomorrow is Senior Brother Dales’s birthday, and there’s a party at the Dales Family house in the evening. Don’t say I didn’t inform you."
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It’s early May, and it’s starting to get hot. Cicadas buzzed continuously from the branches.
A silver Lamborghini was parked under some shade.
The driver bent down to open the back door respectfully, "Young Master, please get in."
Henry Dales hadn’t changed out of his school uniform yet. The dark blue uniform was neatly ironed and spotless, without a trace of dust or wrinkles on the expensive fabric.