In English class the next morning, Laila met Catherine who had returned from a trip.

Taking advantage of class, Catherine excitedly pulled her to tell what she saw and heard during the few days of travel.

Today, Selma has not been seen, which is also expected. After she revealed her identity last night, she will certainly not appear again.

"Oh, that's right!" In the middle of speaking, Catherine suddenly remembered something, lowered her head to look through her schoolbag, and then took out a paper bag from it, "You are in luck, this is cat poop coffee, a specialty of Bali, it tastes very good It’s unique, my dad and mom love this flavor to death, and brought a lot back, this bag is for you, don’t thank me.”

"Cat... Shit?" Laila stared at the bag of things that Catherine handed over with her judgmental eyes, not sure whether she should reach out to pick it up.

"Yes, it is said that it is excreted by an arboreal wild animal called 'civet cat' after eating ripe coffee berries and fermenting them in the stomach." After saying this, Catherine noticed the tangle on Laila's face Looking at the color, I couldn't help but smile, "Don't worry, although its birth process sounds not very elegant, but these coffee beans are clean."

Of course she knew these things were clean, Laila thought, but there was always a little bit of...

Seeing this, Catherine directly took her hand, stuffed the paper bag into her hand, and said with a smile in an exaggerated tone: "Come on, take it, you are the only one among so many students in the school It is an honor for me to let Miss Ben eagerly bring you souvenirs."

"Me alone?" Laila took the coffee. "And Thelma?"

"Who?"

Lila paused and frowned, "Selma." She looked at Catherine, repeated slowly and clearly, and pointed to the empty seat beside her.

That location is Selma's.She, Catherine, and Thelma are in the same English class. She and Thelma sit at the same table, and Catherine sits in front of Thelma, diagonally opposite her.

"Who is Selma?" Catherine glanced in the direction she pointed, with doubts in her eyes.

"Selma Mayne, don't you remember her?"

"I..." Catherine frowned, "Should I know her?"

Laila didn't speak, her eyes flashed, then lowered to cover all the expressions in her eyes.

The school bell rang.

"Do you mind if I'm alone with Lyra..."

At lunch time, Edward suddenly appeared at the table of Laila and Catherine, asked Catherine with a smile, and showed a dazzling gentlemanly demeanor in his speech and behavior.

Catherine's cheeks turned slightly red involuntarily. Of course, this was just an instinctive reaction to the current beauty, not out of some pink and charming thoughts.

"Of course I don't mind." She raised the corners of her mouth, turned her face and winked quietly at Laila, then picked up the dinner plate and walked to other tables.

Lyra looked at Edward.

This was the first time he came to her when she was having dinner with her companion, and invited her companion away.

Need to avoid what other people say...

"Thelma Mayne is missing," Edward whispered to her as soon as he sat down, "Not only did he not come to school, I checked the school's dormitory registration, and there is no record of her in the girls' dormitory. You... are you Didn't you go to her?"

This Thelma Mayne was already in this town before their family moved to Forks. People in the town said that she was the granddaughter of the old principal of Mayne. Until this time, Leila asked him to investigate the old principal. He discovered from various clues that the old principal's son and daughter-in-law had no children at all.

The movements in Lila's hands paused, she frowned slowly, and said a word: "Selma Mayne? Who is she?"

Edward froze.

An uncontrollable look of surprise floated in those caramel-colored pupils and slowly melted away.

"Who is Thelma Mayne?" Lyra asked again, doubts shining clearly in her eyes.

Edward lost his words for a moment, and looked at her fixedly, his eyes flickering.

"No, it's nothing." After a while, he put away the surprise on his face, raised the corners of his mouth, and said softly, "I remember wrongly, you probably don't know her."

Selma Mayne is an unidentified character, and seems to be very powerful, able to deceive people here for so long under a false identity, and then disappear without leaving a trace, so far, she pretends to be the granddaughter of the old principal The motive is also unknown, such a person is synonymous with "dangerous" in his eyes.He was always worried that Lyra would fall into danger called "Selma" out of curiosity or other reasons, so it was a good thing that she forgot about this person.

***

In a blink of an eye, it was the 23rd, which was Alice's birthday.

In the afternoon, Edward drove his sleek silver Volvo to Lila's door to pick her up again. He was dressed more formally that day. The stark contrast made him even more handsome. Inside was a white shirt with a black tie.

Laila glanced at his attire, then down at her dark blue jeans and gray T-shirt, and asked seriously, "Should I change?"

Edward raised the corners of his mouth, showing a somewhat mysterious smile, "No need."

Receiving Lila's suspicious look, he added: "Believe me, Alice will... Cough, I really like your outfit."

Laila was a little terrified by his smile.

The Karen family lives deep in the forest, in a place with superb scenery.Laila felt that this location was chosen very well. For vampires who neither wanted to be completely separated from human society, nor could they really integrate with humans, such a place was undoubtedly more suitable.

Edward stopped the Volvo, got out of the car first, walked around the front of the car quickly, came to her door, bent slightly, and opened the door for her in a gentlemanly manner.

"Thank you." She said politely, and then cast her admiring eyes on the building in front of her.

"My pleasure," Edward replied.

The Cullens' house was on a small meadow—a private lawn, perhaps?The building is three stories high and boxy. The south exterior wall has been completely replaced with transparent glass, which looks very open, bright and unique.The walls were painted a soft white, slightly faded, perhaps with age.Six unpruned cedars shaded the meadow with their broad, dense foliage, and the cool shade extended to the exterior walls of the house.The sound of gurgling water came from not far away.

"Do you like it?" Edward asked softly.

"It's great." She admired sincerely.

Edward laughed, "This is designed by Esme. She is very interested in architectural design and very talented."

"I can tell," Laila nodded. She had heard the names of the other Karen family members before, so the remaining Esme should be—"Is she your adoptive mother?"

"Yes, but sometimes, we get along more like siblings," Edward said with a smile, "Come on, let's go in."

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