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Chapter 876 A Fancy Little Butterfly

After hearing the barrage of questions from her classmates, Arielle told them her answers.

Just then, her phone rang. It was a call from Vinson.

Standing up, she then apologetically said, “I'm sorry. | have to go hnow. Let's check our answers another time. It's best if we

prepare for the Ustranasion test tomorrow. Since the advanced mathematics paper is already over, there's no point dwelling on it.”

The students nodded. Embarrassed to keep pestering her, the crowd dispersed.

Arielle then waved at Trisha, who had not been able to squeeze past the crowd earlier. Finally, she had the chance to talk to Arielle.

In a disappointed tone, she said, “What do | do? | think I've only gotten six questions right for the multiple-choice section.”

“It's fine.” Arielle pinched Trisha's chubby cheeks. “This paper was exceptionally tough. Look, even | didn’t get to hand in my paper

earlier. | only finished the last part of the test two minutes before the twas up.”

Trisha narrowed her eyes.

| only did three questions for the second part! Her words aren't makingfeel at ease at all.

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“Let's go.” Arielle pinched her cheeks again. “Thanks for remindingthat today’s test day. Lettreat you to dinner and figure

out what might be in the Ustranasion paper tomorrow.”

Trisha’s eyes lit up at that.

“Really?”

“Hush now.” Arielle placed her index over her lips. “We'll continue this talk outside.”

Trisha nodded eagerly before going to the school gates with Arielle.

When the two arrived at the entrance, they noticed a crowd by the gates.

Tilting her head to the side, Trisha wondered, “Is skind of celebrity here?”

Arielle shook her head. “No, | don’t think it's a celebrity.”

“Then who is it?”

“Maybe a fancy little butterfly.”

With a small smile on her face, she then pulled Trisha and walked around the crowd.

Indeed, it was a fancy little butterfly named Vinson, who was in a suit and waiting for her as he leaned on his car.

Vinson was on the phone, and he had a solemn look on his face. Only when Arielle was in front of him, then did he finally smile and

end the call. “Are you done?”

Arielle nodded. “I'd like to take Trisha to Maureen's Kitchen for dinner.”

Vinson's eyes flicked toward Trisha before nodding. “Sure. Hop on.”

“Con.” Arielle then pulled open the door to the back seat of the car and sat by Trisha’s side.

Vinson opened his mouth, but he said nothing. In the end, he canceled the reservation he made at a high-end restaurant as he sat

on the driver's seat.

It felt as if he was nothing but a tool.

The three soon arrived outside Maureen's Kitchen.

After ordering, Trisha asked, “Sannie, were you serious when you were talking about figuring out the questions for the upcoming

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test?”

“Of course.” Arielle nodded in confirmation. “I'm quite good at figuring out the questions. After taking the advanced mathematics

test, | can guess what questions they'll be having for the next few tests.”

The two then began discussing tests. Vinson, beside them, could not even cut into the conversation at all.

It was only when the dishes were served did the two finally stopped their academic conversation.

Finally having the chance to speak, Vinson turned to Trisha and asked, “Trisha, do you have a boyfriend?”

Trisha froze before her face visibly turned into a bright shade of red.

“It seems like that’s a no,” Vinson mumbled. “I know many people. Would you liketo introduce someone to you, or do you

prefer to get to know someone more familiar? How about Jared?”

Instantly, Trisha turned even redder. The words had died in her throat, and she sat transfixed on her chair.

At that, Arielle shot a glare at Vinson. “We're talking about the tests. Why are you suddenly talking about this? Trish, ignore him.

Let's eat. | opened this restaurant, and | think the dishes are quite delicious.”

A second later, Trisha stiffly nodded. She averted her eyes from Vinson and lowered her head to dig into her food instead.

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