After hearing the barrage of questions from her classmates, Arielle told them her answers.
Just then, her phone rang. It was a call from Vinson.
Standing up, she then apologetically said, “I’m sorry. I have to go home now. Let’s check our answers another time. It’s best if we prepare for the Ustranasion test tomorrow. Since the advanced mathematics paper is already over, there’s no point dwelling on it.”
The students nodded. Embarrassed to keep pestering her, the crowd dispersed.
Arielle then waved at Trisha, who had not been able to squeeze past the crowd earlier. Finally, she had the chance to talk to Arielle.
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