Chapter 788

"So why are you throwing a fit here, then? I didn't do anything to you, did I? You don't have to help me if you don't want to. No one's forcing you."

Winston gritted his teeth. He was visibly on the verge of a violent outburst. "What's wrong with you? If it weren't because—never mind. You won't understand anyway. Fine, I'm here to be your slave. Once we're done packing everything up, I'll send you back."

Well, far be it from me to reject free labor. I accepted his gratuitous help. It took us two trips to finish moving everything. When we were done, it was already afternoon. Winston wanted to buy me lunch, but I turned him down. What Colin told me was ingrained in my mind.

I then ran toward the cafeteria, praying that there would be a slice of pizza left for me. My hard work was rewarded because when I rushed to the cafeteria, the kitchen helper was wondering if she should keep the last slice to herself or sell it.

The owner of the stall was a pizza expert. His dough was so fluffy,