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."

Aveline, you can't catch

you a lesson! You're

was something her

a lack of liveliness about her-like a goddess

cold and composed, the

fell on Joyce, the girl with dimples when she smiled. This had to be the sister

such expressions around others, which showed how much she

Aveline once commented on how similar

be

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

Aveline's serious face, Joyce didn't dare to argue.

quickly tidied, and someone else would handle

this classroom, but she held no deep attachment to it. She'd only ever made one genuine friend here, and even that person was now erased from

"Aveline, you're leaving?"

much! Come back and visit us often,

same people who had gossiped about her before.

identity, they were

them entirely. Their fake kindness wasn't worth

approached her with ulterior

"My sister's always been this cold. Don't

twins? You don't look

like Mommy, and she takes after Daddy. That way they both get

personality quickly won everyone over. In fact, Joyce had

I need to talk to

surrounding Joyce, Liora

coolly, unsure of what

sorry. I failed our friendship. I owe you an

couldn't tell if Liora's apology was sincere or if it was prompted by fear of

all in the past. You've suffered more than enough." Aveline's tone

treat you

blame. Friendship? From start to finish, Aveline had been the

that, she walked away without