"I don't know."
Obby Stuart shook his head but then said uncertainly, "I hear her family is quite well-off, and she's somewhat arrogant at the academy."
"No wonder... What does she look like then?"
Tercy Mason couldn't help but feel sensitive; upon hearing Bertha Marley's name, an old acquaintance inexplicably came to her mind…
However, the answer Obby Stuart gave left her befuddled, "I've never really looked at her directly, so I don't know what she looks like."
"..." Is her own son being honest, or does he look down on that Bertha Marley.
Tercy Mason was confused herself.
She pretended not to care and said, "Since she has a temper and likes to stir things up, try to avoid interacting with her in the future to prevent further friction."
"This time, she broke one of her fingers, so she probably won't dare to bother us for a while," Obby Stuart stated confidently.
