Elly's gaze fixed on Berto, her eyes seemingly judging every aspect of his. "So what? You don't think the world is already in chaos?" she countered sharply, her voice a mixture of disdain and challenge.
"That's because you're viewing everything through your biased lens, the lens of someone born into privilege, who perceives the masses merely as pawns in their game of affluence."
Liam couldn't help but chuckle at Elly's fiery stance. "You have quite an interesting perspective, Elly. I agree with you. The world is already chaotic for the masses, sacrificing their entire lives, slaving away, to scrap whatever they can just to pay the bills."
"If resources like these were made public, then the chaos will spread to the elite as well."
Berto, feeling the weight of their judgments, defensively retorted, "And you share this sentiment? Aren't you one of those elites yourself?"
Liam's smirk was enigmatic. "I'm merely stating the fact," he replied coolly.
