Half an hour later, Stephen came out of the room. When he saw Jane standing by the corridors, he stopped in his tracks.

Jane smiled, about to greet him. But he turned around and headed in the opposite direction. Her smile stiffened.

She furiously stomped her feet and chased after Stephen. "Stephen, we're friends. You should greet me when you see me, right?"

"We are not friends," Stephen said coldly, not even looking at her.

Jane went forward and blocked his path. "Stephen, you better watch