Tristina was unamused by the teasing Lawrence was doing.
"Why are you doing this to me, Young Master?" She turned to him and asked pitifully.
"Well, maybe if you start being honest with me, then I might just help you out from my father's wrath. Otherwise, you're on your own." Lawrence leaned close to her ears and whispered, causing her original pale face to become even more pale.
"W-What do you mean, Young Master?"
"Don't try to fool me, Tristina. You'll have until tonight when we return home to come clean."
Tristina wanted to respond to the statement but was interrupted when Seraphine arrived in front of them.
"Congrats on making a whole mess, Student Lawrence." Seraphine's eyes were glaring right at Lawrence, almost as if she wanted to strangle him alive.
Meanwhile, Lawrence feigned innocence as he glanced left and right.
"Mess? Where's the mess, Instructor Seraphine?" Lawrence asked, seemingly trying to search for the mess.
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