Bertha Haines treated Marvin Howard like air, then turned to Amos Smith, looking dejected.
[Sorry, I couldn't take care of the gift you gave me.]
Amos Smith had long noticed the item in the young girl's hand, so he gently asked.
"Did a classmate break it?"
Bertha Haines nodded miserably.
"Was it an accident or intentional?"
Bertha Haines lowered her eyes, remaining silent.
Marvin Howard saw the two having a seamless conversation and could only worry in vain.
"What exactly are you two talking about?"
Amos Smith ignored him and directly instructed the driver: "Take her back to school first."
Marvin Howard quickly stopped him: "Back to school! Can't you see the little mute is upset? I already promised to take her out for a late-night snack."
Bertha didn't really want a late-night snack, but she still went to Brocade Color with them because she wanted to spend more time with Amos Smith.
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