"Forget about asking for advice," Nora Scott curled her lips into a smile, her relaxed tone deliberate and unhurried, yet her words were utterly blunt, "some people just aren't qualified."
As soon as the words fell, the surrounding clamor seemed to be isolated, the circle of four plunged into a stiff silence.
The atmosphere froze in an instant.
Rarely taking the initiative to greet someone, yet ended up being slapped in the face like this, Isabella Hart was so angry her face fell instantly, embarrassment and fury oozing from every pore, her eyes behind sunglasses were filled with venomous hatred, wishing she could skin Nora Scott alive.
Previously wondering if Nora Scott had a particularly steady temperament, Sophie Scott was now completely dumbfounded upon hearing this, her expression astonished and speechless.
Even the straightforward Laura Collins nearly bit her tongue, casting an incredulous glance at Nora Scott, inwardly grumbling—
