"What do you mean by saying 'get lost'?" Victoria felt like she had been hit with ten thousand points of damage, "What's wrong with Daisy? She's a member of the Sez Royal Family and an excellent student to boot. In terms of status, appearance, and talents, how is she not good enough for you? She genuinely likes you; you should be burning incense in gratitude, yet you just curse at people. And the most important thing is, she's just as kind as you."
In the face of this persuasive talk from Victoria's mommy.
Shawn Clegg was about to roll his eyes.
"Yeah," his voice also went up an octave, "where am I lacking, Hank Clegg? I am, after all, the third young master of the Clegg Family and an international superstar. In terms of wealth, looks, and talents, where am I not worthy of you, Victoria Talkington? I genuinely like you; you should be burning incense instead. How can you just reject me whenever you feel like it? And most importantly, I am even kinder than you!"
