Arielle walked to the door and opened the door warily, revealing a slight gap.
Holding a plate of fruits reluctantly, Shandie said, “Dad told me to give this to you. He wants you to go over to the study room.”
“Okay,” replied Arielle as she took the plate of fruits from her hands.
Shandie glanced into the room subconsciously, but Arielle took a step to the left and blocked her view.
She asked coldly, “Is there anything else?”
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