The dormitory was very quiet.
Blair Chester sat with a cold face on the chair, while Wren King was applying makeup in front of the mirror.
In a while, George Davis would come to pick her up. He didn't even mention Blair Chester over the phone, so she was naturally in a good mood, humming a light tune while putting on makeup, completely disregarding Blair Chester's cold expression.
Blair Chester's nails were almost digging into her palms, watching her, practically furious.
After forcing herself to calm down for a few minutes, she applied some lip gloss in front of the mirror.
Gradually, she settled down.
Not long after, George Davis called.
Wren King was wearing a rather flowing chiffon blouse with batwing sleeves, fluttering away like a butterfly.
Blair Chester grabbed her bag and followed her out, and the two reached the side of the car together.
