"It's me." The visitor smiled, casually walked over to April, and casually picked up the expensive scarf on the table for a closer look. Then, with a sigh of regret, he said, "Such a good scarf, it's a pity Ms. Bennett doesn't want it."The person came in, talking while wrapping the scarf around their neck, and laughed, "You see, it seems to suit me better."April looked at her, seemingly lost in thought. The fiery red scarf hung on the newcomer's body, shining brightly like a flame, as if it was a torch in the darkness—Perhaps this was the only chance to trample Isabella underfoot, she had to seize it tightly.Then, she said, "Do you know what the significance of wanting this scarf from me is?"The visitor, squinting at April, said, "I dared to put on the scarf, how could I not know what it means to wear it?"April was somewhat puzzled, "We usually don't have any interaction, why are you willing to help me?"The newcomer elegantly fiddled with the scarf around their neck, and natura
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