'Why does Teacher Hartwell always have to be so cryptic...'
Claire Sinclair racked her brain, but she still couldn't completely figure out what he meant.
Just then, Ethan Kingsley suddenly called out from the stage, "To the beautiful Cinderella wearing the man's suit jacket, would you please come up to the stage?"
Claire Sinclair stood where she was, completely still.
'I don't even want to acknowledge him...'
Henry Hartwell, standing beside her, smiled and said, "You're right not to go up. Just stay here. He'll come down himself."
Claire Sinclair wanted to ask him why, but in the next second, Ethan Kingsley did indeed step off the stage and walk toward them, the spotlight following his every move.
Before long, Ethan Kingsley was standing before them. His gaze locked onto Claire Sinclair's pretty face, but it didn't stay there for long. It soon shifted to the distinctive suit jacket she was wearing.
"Is that your boyfriend's jacket?"
