Leon Batton didn't reply and continued eating silently. His cheeks were slightly red.

Xyla Quest couldn't help but chuckle when she saw that.

"Girls should also learn to protect themselves. Don't let anyone touch you inappropriately until you meet someone you'd marry," she advised, addressing Lynette Batton this time. Her daughter merely nodded.

***

Meanwhile, Hannah Roland went to work at the mart right after school ended. However, she seemed distracted as she replenished stock on the racks.

"What's taking so long to place those items?" her manager questioned behind her.

She shook herself from her reverie at the sound of his voice and hastily straightened up to apologize. "I'm sorry, I was a little preoccupied earlier. It won't happen again." "It's fine, forget it. Just hurry up and finish placing those items."

Fortunately, her boss was a forgiving person. He waved his hand and let her off the hook.

"Thank you, Boss," Hannah said gratefully.

Her boss seemed to be in a better mood then. She sighed in relief after he turned around and left.

'Hannah, oh, Hannah. Stop obsessing over what happened today!' she thought to herself.

She shook her head and gathered her thoughts before quickly placing the rest of the goods on the racks.

the evening when she

she returned to her humble rented abode, collapsing onto her bed with a

table nearby. She got lost in

piece of paper, and started writing a letter

that happened during physical education class and then placed

was about to keep it in a box under the table when she suddenly realized it was

happened to

letters she had ever

that thought in

stood up

of the house,

couldn't find it anywhere.

Wontent

'Where could it be?'

find it after several attempts. There was nothing else to

she felt tired and

***

streamed in through the balcony, filling the room

Leon's

ged eyelashes fluttered

fluttered waking, his

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