Because a crowd had ford to watch the commotion, Stella Charlie looked down at the paint splattered on her and the ss all around.
She knew how expensive the paint was, and even if she emptied her pockets, she couldn’t afford to pay for it.
Yvonne Quincy stood by, watching Stella Charlie’s embarrassnt, enjoying her predicant.
Just when Stella Charlie was at a loss, she felt a force pulling her arm, leading her away from the chaos.
She turned her head, sowhat surprised, to see Kai Jacobs speaking to the shop owner: "Count it up, I’ll pay for her."
The owner, seeing soone willing to settle the bill, imdiately went to the cash register to get a calculator.
Yvonne Quincy’s smile faltered instantly, and she quickly approached Kai Jacobs, saying, "Senior Jacobs, don’t associate with soone like her, getting involved with her will only cause trouble! She’ll cling to you forever!"
Kai Jacobs ignored Yvonne Quincy and simply told Stella Charlie, "Go clean yourself up."
Stella Charlie didn’t understand why Kai Jacobs would help her, but he didn’t seem to have any ill intentions.
With Kai Jacobs’s help, Stella Charlie was able to escape this ordeal.
As they walked out of the shop, Stella Charlie took out the thousand-plus yuan in cash Vincent Warner had given her last ti, handed it to Kai Jacobs, and said, "Here’s a part of it back to you, I’ll have to repay the rest gradually over ti."
Kai Jacobs looked down at the money in Stella Charlie’s hand, his expression indifferent, and said flatly, "Keep it for yourself, I have sothing to attend to at school, so I’m leaving now."
Before Stella Charlie could say anything more, Kai Jacobs turned and walked away.
Stella Charlie let out a breath, standing by the road not knowing where to go.
As she was about to wander around nearby to look for another part-ti job, a car horn suddenly sounded behind her.
Turning around, Stella Charlie saw it was Vincent Warner’s car, and her steps froze in place.
The car stopped beside her, and the passenger window rolled down slowly.
Feeling inexplicably guilty, Stella Charlie glanced around. Fortunately, this wasn’t the school’s main entrance, so there weren’t many people around.
She crouched down to the car window, but before she could say anything, Vincent Warner coldly ordered, "Get in."
Startled for a mont, fearing that staying by the car might cause gossip if soone saw her, Stella Charlie didn’t hesitate long before she opened the door and got into the passenger seat.
"Who was he?"
Vincent Warner’s abrupt question caught Stella Charlie off guard.
Seeing Stella Charlie’s confusion, Vincent Warner added, "That guy just now."
Only then did Stella Charlie understand and quickly explained, "He’s a senior, just now I ran into so trouble in the shop, and he helped , so..."
"How long have you known him?" Vincent Warner interrupted before Stella Charlie could finish.
His tone wasn’t questioning, just indifferent and emotionless, as if he was rely inquiring.
Yet it gave Stella Charlie an invisible sense of pressure.
"...Just t him."
Vincent Warner was silent for a mont before softly reminding, "Seatbelt."
Stella Charlie hesitated for a second before fastening her seatbelt: "...Where are we going? I have classes this afternoon."
"Lunch."
After starting the car, Vincent Warner asked, "Went for another part-ti?"
Stella Charlie nodded slightly: "Yeah... Only when I don’t have classes."
"Tired?"
"...It’s okay."
For so reason, Stella Charlie couldn’t help but feel nervous in front of Vincent Warner.
Sotis he felt like a strict guardian, and she feared saying or doing sothing wrong and getting reprimanded by him.
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