"What are you doing at Fenton University?"
As the car drove out the school gate, Pedro Langley suddenly asked.
Nora Scott, whose gaze was on the street, turned her head slightly at the sound. In her view was Pedro Langley's profile as he drove, his eye sockets slightly deep, pupils dark as ink, and his features sharp and well-defined.
Her voice was slightly husky, "Mooching off the food and drinks, and cultivating my mind, incidentally."
"..."
As long as she wasn't messing around with people, she could make up whatever she wanted.
Pedro Langley didn't press further and instead asked, "Have you eaten?"
"Yes."
Joseph Sutton was a meticulous person with a regular routine and lifestyle habits, plus Sir Sutton's reminders, ensuring she was always taken to Fenton University's cafeteria for her three meals daily.
Extending his arm backward, Pedro Langley took out a paper bag and handed it to Nora Scott, casually mentioning, "Picked it up while passing by."
