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Playing innocent was supposed to earn her an amnesty order from James Black, but to her dismay, as soon as she put down her pen, he withdrew his gaze and didn't give her even a single word.
What a headache.
Jane Sampson tugged at the notebook and sighed inwardly.
As an exemplary student, she had never written a self-criticism report before; she had no experience and no idea how to write one.
When Jane wasn't looking, the corner of James Black's mouth curled up inadvertently.
Of all the people James knew, Jane definitely had the most expressive face.
Annoyed, distressed, coquettish, cute, angry, reluctant, and so on—each expression was completely different when it appeared on her face.
It really was hard to imagine how someone so lively had the determination to pretend to be such a stoic person in the past.
James turned a few more pages in the book he was holding, then placed the bookmark to make a mark.
