Aubree Groove looked at Lexi Benz, her eyes clear and gentle, yet held a hidden sharpness.
"Miss Benz, what do you mean by that?"
She was responding to Lexi's previous comment.
"What do I mean? Your sister insinuated that I'm not as pretty as you. Don't tell me you didn't catch that."
Hellena Groove murmured, "Isn't that the truth? Anyone with eyes can see it."
"You...!" Lexi Benz pointed at Hellena's nose and scolded, "Even at this young age, you're so disrespectful. Born by a mother, but not raised. If you can't speak properly, I'll teach you."
Aubree's eyes darkened as she gave Lexi a cold look.
Lexi suddenly felt a chill run down her spine, and the scoldings she was about to spew were subconsciously swallowed back down.
Angrily, Hellena said, "You're such an interesting person, not content with what you have and always wanting more. When others kindly remind you, you insult them. With a mouth so foul, I'd say the one lacking manners is you."
