The moment those words left his mouth, the other classmates chimed in.
“That’s right. Why won’t she think about what’s wrong with her instead?”
“Hear, hear. Whether or not Arielle helps you with your question is Arielle’s choice. Wendy, you’re just forcing it onto her.”
“If I were Arielle, I’d have poured acid on her face after what Wendy had done.”
The students did not care that Wendy was still in the same room at all. Thus, when Wendy heard their comments, she trembled in rage. However, there was nothing she could do to Arielle.
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