Chapter 564
Sylvia froze.
Thomas stroked and wiped the tip of her nose and then smiled at her. “There’s icing on your nose.”
He smiled softly, as though he was a flower that bloomed in the spring after the snow melted away.
He looked a lot warmer than his usual frosty self.
Sylvia had a difficult time smiling or appreciating his kind gesture.
Thomas noticed her blank reaction, so he asked, “What’s wrong?”
“N-Nothing. Let’s go back, our cake is waiting,” she stammered and nervously walked away, trying to draw distance from him.
Thomas felt slightly disheartened, but he followed her nevertheless.
However, when he was at the table, he saw Sylvia got herself sandwiched between two female lecturers.
He paused for a moment and sat down opposite her.
The group soon gathered around the table.
A piece of cake, taken randomly from everyone’s masterpiece, was served together with boxes of fruit juices.
Christopher said with a smile, “Before we dig into our masterpiece, let’s have a to

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