On a rather long solid wood dining table, the two sat face to face, eyeing each other with tension, neither willing to give in.
About a minute passed, and Elliana Lyle kept staring at Hannah Collins with those big, seemingly fierce but adorable eyes, as if trying to bore a hole through her.
At that moment, Hannah actually found this little girl kind of cute. No wonder Norman Bennett liked her; if it were her, she'd want to tease her too.
"What are you staring at? Eat up! Little Sprout."
"You..." Elliana glanced at Hannah's flat chest and retorted, "Airport!"
Those three words nearly broke Hannah's composure, and she gritted her teeth, a low voice squeezing through, "You little brat, believe it or not, I'll beat you up?"
"I'm not afraid of you; if you dare to hit me, Norman Bennett will kick you out!" Elliana replied, taking a sip of wonton soup, smacking her lips; it tasted pretty good.
