Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 900: The Charmer Joyce

"So, this is your school? It's actually pretty nice." Joyce didn't even mention how small

it was.

Aveline had been to Joyce's school before, and the difference between the two was like night and day.

Perhaps the distinct architectural style intrigued Joyce, for her curious gaze carried no hint of disdain.

Then Joyce's excitement took over. "Wow, this is Aveline's teaching building! A blue building, how interesting."

"Wow, this is Aveline's hallway."

"Wow, Aveline's desk!"

Aveline's face darkened. "You don't need to 'wow' at the desk."

"But it's different from ours! Let me help you tidy it," Joyce said with enthusiasm.

"Wow, this is a Clothville textbook!"

"If you 'wow' one more time, I might just pack a few extra workbooks for you to take back to New York."

"Aveline, how could you treat your adorable little sister so cruelly?"

The classroom was empty except for the two of them. Aveline, as always, indulged in playful banter with Joyce, her lips curling into a rare smile. Being with Joyce made her happiest.

"Aveline, you guys still use chalk here? Let me draw a big pig head for you." Joyce's school mostly used multimedia and oil-based pens, so chalk was a novelty to her.

Joyce grabbed a piece of chalk and effortlessly sketched a pig's head on the blackboard with her excellent drawing skills.

"You little troublemaker! Wipe it off!"

"No way! Aveline is a big pig head. La la la..." Joyce darted around like a mischievous monkey, while Aveline rubbed her temples, regretting asking her for help in the first place.

When the other students returned, they saw Aveline chasing Joyce down the hallway withartan eraser."

can't catch me!

ankle weren't sore today, I'd teach you a lesson! You're asking

of Aveline was something her classmates

always been beautiful, but there was a lack of liveliness about

the sisterly duo was mesmerizing. One cold and composed, the other warm and vibrant-they complemented

with dimples when she

which showed how much she genuinely cared for

commented on how similar she and her sister

treated Aveline so poorly back then. Perhaps they'd still be

demeanor shifted back to her usual coldness. "Joyce, stop messing around. Clean up your

Joyce didn't dare

and someone

held no deep attachment to it. She'd

"Aveline, you're leaving?"

you so much! Come back

same people who had gossiped about her before.

Aveline's true identity, they were eager to curry

entirely. Their fake kindness wasn't worth her

who had approached her with ulterior

self, effortlessly charming. "My sister's always

You don't look

look like Mommy, and she takes

quickly won everyone over. In fact, Joyce had just as many admirers back in New York as Aveline

to talk to you,"

clamor surrounding Joyce, Liora quietly approached

unsure of what

I'm sorry. I failed our friendship. I owe you an

apology was sincere or if it was

all in the past. You've suffered

nothing to do with me. I didn't know she'd treat you that way. If I had, I would've stopped

it was just about avoiding blame. Friendship? From start to finish, Aveline

picked up her books. "I don't blame you." With that, she walked away without a second glance. For those who weren't sincere,