Chapter 35: Maybe 50 Years Old

"Hello, people." Ariel said with a friendly smile, "My name is Ariel Abravanel, and I will be in your care."

She bent down, then took hold of Amon's arm, "By the way, Amon is my childhood friend."

*Bang!*

Barbara and Maísa slapped their hands on the table when they saw Ariel's actions.

"Let him go!" Barbara and Maísa said in unison, looked at each other, and snorted, then looked back at Amon and Ariel; the two girls had fierce expressions.

Ariel's eyes drooped as she tilted her head and looked at Amon.

"Amon, who are these two girls? Are they your friends?"

Her voice was soft and delicate with the perfect amount of sweetness. The slight cuteness made her sound affectionate without being irritating.

At least the girls and boys close to them felt that way.

They watched in amazement as she held Amon's arm, soon they began to whisper to their friends excitedly.

"Oh God, she's so beautiful!"

"Her voice is very sweet too! She has those two watermelons on top...!"