''To be honest,'' Diana scanned Veronica's face in concern before she shook her head, ''Forget it.''
The people around the table looked at her curiously.
Even Mary eyed her, waiting for her to finish her sentence.
''You don't have to be so pretentious. Say what you want to,'' Veronica looked at her suspiciously.
''I won't stand on ceremony then,'' Diana played with a loose strand of her blonde hair as she tilted her head to the side, ''To be honest, even if you were as pretty as me, even if you had a face that screamed that you are god's favorite creation like me, still, you need charms.''
''You… You…'' Veronica nearly smashed her plate. Who was she calling ugly? She had implied on purpose earlier that Diana seduced Maxim. It was still fine if she was not offended. How could she shamelessly admit it?
In her whole life, she had never been referred to as someone who lacked charms.
