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Unable to figure it out, Helen decided not to dwell on it and eventually gifted the stationery set to a classmate who had forgotten to bring a pen.

The exam lasted two hours. Helen performed steadily, finishing half an hour early.

Leaving the exam hall, she checked the time and decided to take a cab back to the apartment. Then, she coincidentally ran into Chandler, who was about to leave. He saw her and remained expressionless. "Something came up. I'll return tomorrow."

Helen responded, "If you're busy, go ahead. I can go back by myself."

Chandler's eyes narrowed slightly as he said, "Grandpa asked me to take care of you. How do you expect me to explain to him if you return alone?"

Using Esmond as leverage was indeed the most effective.

"Then I'll stay another day," she conceded. "Are you heading out? Where to?"

Chandler didn't reply but sized her up. "If you're bored, you can come with me."

Helen wanted to decline. But then she thought she'd be bored staying home alone after the exam. So, she went out with Chandler.

Helen didn't expect Chandler to take her to a high-end styling salon.

Feeling anxious, Helen tugged at Chandler's sleeve. "Why did you bring me here?"

Chandler explained, "We're meeting a client later. Do you think you're presentable like this?"

Helen looked herself over and felt there was nothing wrong. She had grown accustomed to her plain appearance.

However, Chandler handed her over to the stylist. "You have an hour. I want to see a 'new' her."

The stylist evaluated Helen, making her nervous. "There's no need for a makeover. Just get me some professional attire."

Chandler withdrew his gaze and inquired, "Your Encerian is decent, right?"

Blinking, Helen didn't grasp his intention. "I have no problem conversing normally."

"Then help me translate later."

Helen was taken aback, "Wait, you want me to be your translator?"

Chandler retorted, "Is there a problem?"

Helen frowned slightly. "But..."

Chandler dismissed her concern. "No buts." With that, he stood up, leading Helen away.

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