On the plane.
Melinda was embarrassed by Lucy's words, but she smiled shakily and forced herself to look innocent. She said, "I've always been a little too direct. I'm sorry if I've offended you in any way."
"Are you being too direct? Or are you deliberately trying to drive a wedge between us?" Lucy glared at Melinda. "You know very well what you're trying to do."
"How could you misunderstand my intentions so badly? How could I have such thoughts?!" At first, Melinda was a little embarrassed, but now, she looked as if she had been greatly wronged. "Lucy, ever since I joined the Hills as an assassin, I've been loyal and regarded myself as a part of them. I only want the best for the Hills, so how did it become a provocation? What did I say today to piss you off? Was something I said not the truth? If any part of it was a lie, I will be struck by lightning!" Melinda said, filled with righteous indignation. It was as if Lucy had wronged her.
