Anne stood outside the study room, knocking softly on the door, "Sister Ara, are you in there? I want to talk to you for a moment." Anne's brow drew together in a frown when there was no response from inside, but she heard something fell, she knocked again, then heard Ara's voice said, " Give me a minute, let me pack these papers first." "Papers? "I won't take much of your time, I just want to ask you something...If you're busy, then I'll come back later."
"No. Come in, Anne." She heard Ara utter from the study room. Anne pushed the door open slowly, when she got in, Anne was about to complain, but the sight that met her eyes sealed her lips immediately. Anne's jaw dropped in surprise. What on earth was going on in here? How did her sister do this?
Anne finally snapped out of her shock and uttered in concern, "Sister, if father should see the study room this messy, he would scold you again. How did you mess up his documents from the inner compartment like this?"
