Callan sat in his study while handing a pen and a blank paper to the shoulder-length haired woman in front of him.
"Rewrite your answer!" he ordered, surprising the woman.
He still couldn't believe that she had managed to get a perfect score for the question he made.
The woman began to write down the answer with shaking hands and that was enough to make Callan more sure in his thoughts.
Callan saw that it was true, the woman's writing was the same as what was written on the answer paper. Even so, Callan was sure that she wasn't the one who managed to answer these questions perfectly.
"Stop writing!" Callan ordered when he saw the woman's hands were sweaty and wet the paper. "Tell me the truth, and I'll give you a gift as I promised," Callan ordered again, in a cold, emphasizing tone
