The other girl scoffed and replied, “She should be terrified! Even my own mom has never hit me, so what made her think she could? I'm not going to let this go until she gets expelled.”
Having said that, she rubbed her bruised head and looked at the drinks store with a hateful stare.
Back in the store, Arielle ordered a grape tea for herself and turned to ask Blake what he wanted.
However, Blake's face had contorted in worry.
He loved these kinds of drinks, but he wasn't in the mood forthem anymore. “Ms. Moore, are you sure you still want to treat me to a drink? I have already caused so much trouble for you. I think I should call Mr. Vinson and tell him.”
Arielle raised an eyebrow. “I already sent him a message. Don't worry. This is just a small issue to him.”
She believed in Vinson wholeheartedly.
However, she also realized how much she had changed. Before, she would try to settle everything on her own, but now her first instinct was to message Vinson.
Vinson had really become her rock.
Perhaps that is just how friends are.
“You haven't answered me yet. What do you want to drink?”
Blake shook her head. “I don't feel like I should order anything anymore.”
Arielle laughed. “Are you that afraid of Vinson?
He seems pretty chill to me.”
“That's because you've never seen him when he's angry!"
Arielle shrugged. “I think I have, actually. The first time I met him, he made me so angry that I nearly blew a fuse.”
Blake was immediately curious, and he asked, “What happened? When did you first meet him?”
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