"Zoe Silverstone, it's so strange to me. How can my wearing a mask bother you so much? It's as if this has something to do with you." Even though Cindy Clarke was wearing a mask, it didn't prevent the strong sarcasm in her eyes from showing, "Whether I show my face or not, it doesn't affect the competition. So, what does it have to do with you?"
"I... I just think, it's never happened before, and now suddenly it's an exception, it's just strange, that's all." Zoe Silverstone said, embarrassed and angry.
"Do you really need to find it strange? Does the organizer's decision need to be discussed with you? If you really think this is strange, then go talk to the organizer. Why tell me?" Cindy Clarke said coldly.
She really wasn't afraid of Zoe Silverstone reporting her to the organizers.
After all, it was Adrian Zhekova who personally agreed to it, even if she had reported her, the result would still be the same.
