Her eyes turned slightly, and she said in a lazy manner, "Hand in your homework."
"..."
The outsider group wanted to hit her.
She's really asking for it.
"Homework" my ass, treating them like students.
Marcus Shaw was used to it, stood up silently, stacked his documents together, and placed them in front of Nora Scott.
Seeing this, the outsider group reluctantly organized their documents and walked over to Nora Scott, throwing theirs next to Marcus Shaw's.
With a "pop," the documents landed on the table, stirring up a slight breeze.
The wind lifted Nora Scott's hair.
Nora Scott paused for a moment but didn't even glance at them, continuing to eat her dinner.
Her eating became slower and more savoring.
The outsider group watched, their mouths watering. They wanted to urge Nora Scott, but feared losing face, so they waited patiently on the side.
