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"Ah!"

Esther inspected her reddening fingers, then demanded, "What are you doing? Why did you spill it on my hand?" Was the girl already seeking revenge?

"I didn't. You didn't hold it properly, so it spilled," the woman retorted, her demeanor now pitiful, a stark contrast to her earlier arrogance.

"Are you trying to frame me?" Esther glared at her, about to say more when a cold voice interrupted.

"I really didn't expect someone would make a scene here."

she had been thinking about endlessly. Seeing him in a suit,

was no warmth in

so I came to apologize." Esther lowered her head, trying

sorry whenever she made a mistake, and James would always forgive her. But this time, his response was different. He just looked at her

done? If

chill in his eyes, she wished she could

"Do you hate me?"

hate, but I don't want to see

up in Esther's eyes at his words. "James, please don't be so cold to me. I'm

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