Just as she sat down, a hostile voice rang out. "Is that your classmate?"
Sharon gasped, her goosebumps rising.
She turned to the man sitting beside her, the temperature in the car dropping. "M-Master Leonard?"
Sharon was so shocked that she stammered.
Leonard sat in his seat, his long legs slightly parted. His face was hard as he stared at her with dark eyes.
The tension in the car was so thick you could cut it with a knife.
That was exactly the reason why someone should not lie.
Just look at Sharon right now.
She was so guilty she didn't dare to even look at Leonard.
Usually, if Leonard had personally come to pick her up, she would have immediately lunged into his arms.
But today, Sharon sat ramrod straight, looking at Leonard, still as a statue.
"Was the person with you
