NovelEnglishChapter 2116 Stella and Sonia looked at each other as the atmosphere becsomewhat awkward.
Of course, the person who felt awkward was Stella. There was not any expression on Sonia's face, but Stella figured that she must have heard the phone call. As for when she started listening, Stella had no idea.
She greeted Sonia, who nodded and went into the cubicle.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtStella cout of the washroom and saw Trevor waiting in the corridor.
She walked over and asked, "Where's Jaylene?" "She received a call, said that a friend wanted to see her, and left.” Stella then asked in a low voice, "Trevor, what's your relationship with Sonia?" Trevor was puzzled by that question. "What do you think? She's my instructor's daughter." "Is that all? | saw her giving you the food she couldn't finish, and you ate them all without hesitation." Trevor explained, "If | didn't do so, she'd keep eating them until she throws up. Her father said she would always finish everything on her plate. The first t| had a meal with her, I didn't know.
"I kept giving her food just like you did, and she ate a lot. | thought she had a good appetite that day, but she ended up in the hospital that night because of indigestion.
"Her dad said that she was a picky eater when she was young. The nanny he hired didn't want to do extra work, so the nanny would often starve her, resulting in her only eating whatever was fed to her when she was hungry.
"Her parents were both busy working and did not notice their daughter was being abused. They thought that she was just a big eater. But one time, the nanny took a two-week break, and her parents took care of her themselves. It was then that they noticed something wakdrongs "She'd never refuse any food given to her, and she always finished everything. Later, her dad spent a lot of tand effort helping her correct this habit, and it worked. Like just now when we were eating, she couldn't finish her food, so she shared it with me.
"But the person she shares it with must finish it and not just throw it away." Stella could not help but feel sorry for the twist and turn of Sonia's fate. She pondered, "Trevor, aren't you a germaphobe? How can you bear to eat something on someone else's plate?" Trevor chuckled. "It's not like | haven't done it before. I've watched her grow up and often ate with her dad. She's just a kid." When Trevor first met Sonia, she was only about thirteen years old.
Although she had grown up now, she was still just a kid in Trevor's eyes.
"Oh, by the way, my friend found an old photo of Paul Morant and his father when they gave a talk in Rivera." Trevor took out his phone, sent Stella a photo, and said, Take a look." Stella opened it and zoomed in.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIt was a group photo of more than thirty people. It was very old and low- resolution, and the faces were also somewhat blurry.
Stella looked at everyone in the photo and asked with a frown, "Which one is him?" Trevor pointed to a man in a suit at the front with a distinguished air. "This one." Stella scrutinized the man with her brows furrowed. Although the eyes looked similar, they felt somewhat off.
Also, the height of the man in the photo seemed to be different from that of the man she met the other day.
"What's wrong?" Trevor asked.
Stella said, "Trevor, | feel like this person is a lot shorter than the one | met." Trevor laughed. "You can tell his height just from the photo?" "When | saw him at the welfare center that day, he wasn't very tall. He was about the sheight as me, if not shorter. But look at this person in the photo; he's a head taller than all the women next to him.
"Suppose he's about my height, then the women standing next to him are at most four feet five inches. It's understandable that one of them is four feet five inches tall, but they can't all be almost the sheight, right? It just doesn't make sense."
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