Chapter 70: My Rival Tests Me with Peanut Butter I'm Allergic To—I Turn the Tables

Ella's POV:

"Where are you from, Anna?" Vivian sat with her legs crossed, holding a cup of black tea, her tone casual as she made conversation.

"Lyon. My family runs a small bookstore in Lyon's old town." I cradled my cup, fingers curling slightly as I gazed down at the tea. "Last year my moth...

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