Lisa stared at Veil for a long time. In the end, after careful deliberation, she chose not to speak her mind.
Some things weren't about holding a grudge against Veil. They were simply subconscious reactions.
Besides, her own position hadn't come easily.
She had seized it amid chaos and forcefully claimed it. Her confidence wasn't exactly rock solid.
Casting a sideways glance at Daisy, Lisa snapped, "Come upstairs with me. We need to talk."
She didn't have the nerve to go after Veil—but Daisy? She could definitely handle her!
First, she'd tear apart this leaky cotton jacket of a 'friendship' and deal with the consequences later.
"Coming~" Daisy chirped, her yoga mat tucked around her waist as she sashayed up the stairs, swaying her slender hips with every step.
She didn't look afraid in the slightest. In fact, she almost seemed... eager. Like she was looking forward to this.
Bang!
The bedroom door slammed shut behind them.
