Chapitre 43: The Corpse

Probably because there were special guests participating in the competition, the originally simple art competition became lengthy and complicated. Isabella's turn was ranked behind.

She waited ages for her turn but there were still a dozen people ahead of her.

"Isabella, can you do me a favor?"

Isabella was bored, planning how to leave the Smith family after getting the money. Hearing someone was calling her, she raised her head. It was a round-faced girl from the same grade.

Although they weren't very familiar with each other, they still greeted when they met.

"What?"

"Doris is not satisfied with the headgear. She is losing her temper."

The round-faced girl said with hesitance, "Can you go to the prop room and fetch that set of lotus hairpins? I really can't leave now. Since we are schoolmates, please do me a favor."

Isabella blinked her eyes without moving.

"Alright. I know your rules. I'll buy you food for a week. Is it a deal? Help me!"