Chapter 142

The group of students scattered like birds and beasts, and the alley returned to silence. Felicia, who was around the corner, rubbed her ears. She had heard everything that happened and was somewhat surprised that Arnold would help her. However, she still didn't think that he was up to any good. Felicia pursed her lips and turned to leave. Inside the small house, steaming dishes were already laid out on the table. Macey was pouring tea and, hearing footsteps, looked over her shoulder to ask, "Where's the guest? Why isn't he here?" "Oh, he said he had something to attend to and wouldn't be coming," Felicia replied without changing her expression. Although Macey was slightly disappointed, she didn't doubt Felicia's words and could only say, "Alright, let's eat by ourselves!" "Yes!" Just as Felicia picked up her cutlery and was about to eat, she suddenly felt a gust of wind sweep in. It was followed by the casual entrance of a tall figure. It was Arnold. Macey's face lit up w