‘Friendship? How ironic! Indeed, she has the face of an iron fist. Thick just like how it is.’ Lissie thought. Her grip on her bag tightened, resisting herself on bursting out and making a scene. Well, it's not her cup of tea. For her, Lissie would rather tease her enemy. Well, indeed you can't buy a class using money. Twisting her hands, Lissie stroked her hair using her fingers before speaking. “I don't know where the fuck did you find the guts to talk about friendship now. For your information, it sailed a few years ago.” She sneered, skimming Andy's face. “What should I expect from someone like you though? Our family seems to be great at providing welfare for ungrateful members who are dishonest and betraying members.” Lissie affirmed, making Andy Moore clenched her fist. A mocking smirk crept on her lips. Lissie made an exit, denying Andy a chance for rebuttal. She started the engine of her Ferrari, leaving Andy under the shadow of her limited edition Rolls Royce she probably
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