The New Year arrived as expected amidst everyone's anticipation.
On the day of New Year's Eve.
Claire Green had just come downstairs when the group from Class Six, carrying large and small bags, knocked on the front door.
She lazily opened the door, and the deafening "Happy New Year" genuinely startled her for a moment.
Looking at the group of people in front of her, she raised an eyebrow slightly and said nonchalantly, "Where did you get the address?"
Upon hearing this, they showed no guilt in selling out John Sinclair and Sebastian Winn.
"Brother John told us, hehe, when we heard they were planning to pay respects to Sister Olivia, we came along too."
Hearing this.
Claire Green curved her lips, "Put down the stuff, and you can leave now."
For a moment, there were wails everywhere, reminiscent of a ghost's lamenting.
"Don't do that, Sister Olivia, you can't kick us out."
"At least let us have a drink of water."
"Anyway, I'm not leaving, Sister Olivia, do as you see fit."
