"Oh no..." When it came to manners, Jess thought of her agreement with Ella Quinn, that they would be respectful and polite to get the figure of Ms. Pola.
She regretted it and covered her mouth with both hands, looking as if she was in deep trouble.
Before she could think of what to do, Ella Quinn had arrived.
Ella Quinn was wearing a black T-shirt with a thin black jacket over it, black leggings, and a hat and face mask, completely covered.
When Jess saw her, she rushed over and grabbed her hand to apologize, "Ella, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to raise my voice at you just now. Please forgive me this time."
She begged fearfully.
These days, Jess had been frequently like this, scolding Ella once and apologizing another, and Ella had gotten used to it, expressing her speechlessness.
"I forgive you," Ella said coldly and indifferently.
Then she looked up and her gaze met Spencer Sullivan's.
Those familiar almond eyes made Spencer's heart suddenly tighten.