Chapter 982

Provoked, Charlie clenched his fists. "Who said I can't? We can do it!" Chris gaped at him. "Very well. Copy ten chapters," Anthony commanded, before leaving the study room. As soon as he left, Chris asked with resignation, "Why did you say we can? We only know simple words!" "We just can!" Charlie grabbed the pen and started coping, but his words simply looked like mysterious symbols. "That looks ugly!" Chris commented. "..." Back in the room, Anthony spotted Anne sitting by the bed, possibly day-dreaming since she had returned to the room. "What's on your mind?" Anthony stood before her, his towering height intimidating. She stood and stared at him dazedly. "Are you angry?" "Good of you to notice." She stilled slightly at his response in confusion. "Why? Is it because...of the principal?" "What did he say to you?" "...What are you scared of him telling me?" She summoned the courage to question. Anthony scowled and stiffened. She bit her lower lip. "He didn't say much..