It was only after Wendy tabled her inquiry that she realized that Elisabeth may not recognize Arielle. Thus, she quickly pulled out her phone with the intention of showing her a photo. But before she could do that, she heard Elisabeth say, “Arielle Moore? Oh, do you mean the pretty girl who‘s great at translation and playing the piano?”
Wendy‘s face soured at that. Nonetheless, she had no choice but to nod in acknowledgment. “That‘s her.”
Without noticing how Wendy‘s expression has stiffened, the librarian replied warmly, “Head over to the first floor school archive. You’ll find her inside.”
“What? The archive?”
Wendy‘s inflection elevated a notch. Since time immemorial, the school archive had been a place of restricted access. Never mind the students, even the average teaching staff were not allowed in there without the express permission of the school‘s leadership.
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