Arianne asked casually, “Who sent them?”
The girl answered whatever she was asked, “He said he’s Brian.”
'Brian?' Arianne felt a tiny head ache.
Mark’s attitude when he spoke to her was not the nicest. She did not expect him to ask Brian to send her breakfast. If he had not asked for it, Brian would not dare to have done it. She really did not know what he was thinking.
The weather was hot nowadays and the food items could only last the day. She would not be able to finish it. Considering for a moment, she said, “I’ll take some. Distribute the rest among yourselves. I won’t be able to finish them.”
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