"Carla, it seems this bitch got too ahead of herself just because we leave her alone these days. Should we teach her some lessons?"
Carla faced Beatrice, then chuckled in a low voice. "Bea, you confused me sometimes. Whatever happened to that girl wasn't any of my business. We'll play again with her once I get bored, alright?"
Beatrice was unsatisfied with her answer. She pouted sulkily. "You always say that these days. Don't you hate her? You used to like it when we teased her."
