Jasper Sherwood, completely unfazed, simply dug into his food.
He ate quickly, too.
He'd picked at the spicy crispy duck in Nina Donovan's bowl until only one piece remained.
Her eyes practically shot flames. "Jasper Sherwood!"
The culprit finished his last bite of rice and said unhurriedly, "No need to shout. Your crush is watching."
Nina Donovan was speechless. 'I was only doing it to piss off Vivian Sterling, all right?'
But she couldn't say that out loud, so Nina Donovan could only swallow her grievance.
At least she'd saved the last piece.
Just then, students from the neighboring Seventh High came up the mountain.
Just like Ninth High, they had chosen the same day and the same location for their field trip.
Students who knew one another exchanged greetings.
The teachers from the two schools chatted amicably.
Seeing that the view was nice, Jasper Sherwood stood up and walked a few steps forward.
He took out his phone, snapped a picture, and sent it to "Zola Keller."
