Thomas was still furious about Wendy’s incident.
“Honestly, I didn’t like her from the moment she started talking. As it turns out, I was a good judge of character. What’s funny is that the teachers in your school still think that she’s some kind of precious treasure they’ve attained to have recommended her to be my interpreter.”
Arielle only smiled in response. Right then, Arielle noticed that Arthur was calling her.
She had muted her phone a while ago, so it was only then she saw the call from Arthur.
“Professor Harlem, I’ll need to pick up a call.”
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