After a slight dissimulation, Camille regained her posture and calmed down. She kept staring at Alanna with frustration. How dare she come to that place dressed like that?
It seemed that Alanna felt no shame in herself. This woman had no sense of dignity.
—I don't understand why you always have to follow in my footsteps and show up where I am. Don't you understand that you won't achieve anything by bullying? Neither Lucanor Nick will pay any more attention to you! What's more, no man will ever love you— hinted Camille in annoyance.
She could hate Alan so much, she related it all to Alanna's pseudo envy towards her.
—Are you sure about that? — she suddenly heard.
Alanna tried to refute, however, a voice suddenly intervened.
The voice came from a man in a dark suit and an adorable
