Amelia left the Research Institute in silence.
In the back seat of the car, Daniel Cooper hugged her shoulder and looked at her with a smile, "Dr. Foster effortlessly turned things around with just a few words, why are you still feeling down?"
She looked up at him, "Are you close to that man with the surname Brown?"
"Mr. Brown is my mother's close friend." He didn't seem to want to say more, and changed the subject after a brief mention of it. His husky, deep voice was pleasing to the ear, like a breeze blowing through a pine forest, gentle and hypnotic, "Do you know what I was thinking when you were standing on stage?"
She stood on stage, composed and confident, with a slight smile, and under the bright lights, her eyes seemed to be filled with countless tiny stars.
Gorgeous and dazzling, breathtaking, making his blood boil.
Amelia looked into his frank eyes and slowly pursed her lips, "But my classmates still have to be punished."
