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"It's getting late, you should head upstairs and rest, a good sleep is what makes you prettier," Mason Simpson gently rubbed his daughter's head and said dearly.
Hearing this, Emily Simpson nodded, "Dad, goodnight." After sweetly bidding her dad goodnight, she obediently turned and went upstairs.
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Monday...
When Emily Simpson got to school, it was almost time to attend class.
Carrying her backpack, she walked into the school quietly and took her seat without making a sound.
But... even though she was keeping a low profile, she was still noticed.
"Emily Simpson, why didn't you answer my calls yesterday!" The voice of Amelia Taylor's reproach rang in her ears.
Emily Simpson was startled, turned her head, and saw Amelia Taylor had already come up beside her seat, staring at her angrily.
"I..." Emily Simpson hesitated, her expression troubled.
