Violet told herself she wasn't intimidated, but it was a laughable lie. Still, she decided to play it cool.
Sure, Natalie was rich. Really rich. But that didn't mean Violet would treat her any differently than she treated anyone else. Natalie would get whatever attitude she showed her, plain and simple.
As Natalie finally let go of her hand, Violet noted that, so far, the girl didn't seem arrogant. She wasn't looking down on her or sneering, as some elites were prone to do. Atleast, not intentionally. But there was no denying Natalie exuded that natural aristocratic aura, as if power and influence came as easily as breathing.
Now that Violet thought about it, she had seen Natalie before. She was the first person to clap when Violet had bested Sharon during the dining hall fight. It wasn't until Natalie clapped that the rest of the room followed suit.
