Rosa Sullivan stood quietly in place, looking at the small square box made up of cardboard pieces, her mind suddenly exploding, buzzing, and even blank for a moment.
?!
Andrew Hughes, a child, spent an hour and solved the puzzle?!
How could that be possible!
In half an hour, she hadn't found a single clue, and she even thought that even if given a whole day, she might not be able to solve this puzzle.
Just a four or five-year-old kid...
Rosa Sullivan unconsciously bit the corner of her lip, only until a sharp pain came did she let go, leaving a shallow tooth mark on her lip.
There was heat on her cheeks, Rosa was deeply ashamed, as if all the looks glancing towards her were sharper than knives, layer upon layer of pressure, making it unbearable.
She couldn't remember being this embarrassed ever since she had memories.
She lowered her head and turned to leave.
"Sister!"
