Chapter 135: With me around, you are an angel

The sky was clear and cloudless on this crisp autumn day.

Outside the tennis court was a vast expanse of lawn, with tall and erect French sycamore trees lining both sides of the road, their branches and leaves dense.

Helen Blair and James Anderson stood under one of the French sycamore trees. Hearing a voice, both of them turned their heads simultaneously, looking a bit sullen in the thick shade.

Yas walked over to them and naturally stood beside Helen Blair. He looked at James Anderson and asked Helen, "Who is he? He doesn't seem to be a student at our school."

Helen's heart tightened - James's identity was special, so it would be best if they didn't know his background. Otherwise, if Amelia Walker found out, it would cause an unknown amount of trouble.