As Sonia approached the trio, her lips parted slightly as she uttered, "Abel?"
All three of them finally looked up at her in unison.
Emmeline had noticed Sonia's presence earlier, discreetly keeping an eye on her. Abel and Benjamin, on the other hand, had been completely oblivious.
Emmeline pretended to be surprised, as if she had just noticed Sonia, and exclaimed, "You?"
Sonia paid her no mind and continued, her gaze fixed on Abel, "Abel, you're here too?"
Abel responded with a slight delay, his brows furrowing as he expressed his annoyance, "I believe I've told you before, Abel is not a name you can call me."
A tinge of paleness washed over Sonia's face, her features growing darker as she replied, "Back in university, wasn't that how I used to call you?"
"People change," Abel scoffed dismissively, "Don't dwell in the past."
Sonia fell silent, her expression revealing a mixture of emotions.
"Sonia?" a voice behind them spoke up, "So you finally came down? I was in the tent playing with my phone, just noticed."
Sonia didn't turn around, but Emmeline lifted her gaze and saw that it was that infuriating Ysabel.
Ysabel's eyes immediately lit up as she caught sight of Benjamin, and with excitement exclaimed, "Mr. Benjamin?"
She then lunged forward, ready to pounce.
Emmeline, still sitting on the cushion, extended her long leg at that moment.
"Crack!" Ysabel ended up face-planting right between Abel and Benjamin.
This caused both men to hastily stand up and step away.
Abel then reached out his arm to pull Emmeline up as well.
"Quite the infatuation," Emmeline chuckled at Ysabel, "Do you have to fall head over heels at the sight of a handsome guy?"
"It's all your fault!" Ysabel, now in a disheveled state, propped herself up and glared at Emmeline.
But Ysabel didn't dare do anything to Emmeline.
She remembered very well that this smiling beauty could be quite formidable when it came to physical altercations.
Sonia, standing beside them, was already fuming with anger at her foolish and clumsy friend.
She had wanted to play the nostalgia card with Abel, but now she couldn't even remember where to begin reminiscing.
Ysabel, however, was persistent and eager, still attempting to move closer to Benjamin.
"Mr. Benjamin..."
"Hold on a moment!" Emmeline extended her arm to stop her. "Is Mr. Benjamin someone you think you can charm? Get lost!"
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