"You said you were better than me?" Meta pointed at herself while squinting at the brown hair. The corners of her lips twitched as if she was about to explode with emotion.
"N-not really," shook the brown hair, apparently not as bold as the freckled face thought. Brown hair is just a coward who prides herself too much.
"I heard you clearly say that you are greater than me." Meta has been holding back her annoyance since last night because Baron Jason chose Tania over her. She was also humiliated by being mocked and slapped by him. She returned to the room ashamed of being insulted, as well as a grudge aimed at everyone except him.
So while there is an object that she can use as a target, then she will not miss it.
