Of course, Carabella didn't want to prejudge the situation. There was no way Jefferson would let Larissa kiss him on the lips without her knowledge. She knew Jefferson's character, which was always cruel to everyone. If Larissa accidentally kissed him on the lips, Jefferson certainly wouldn't stand idly by. Up until now, Carabella still believed Jefferson wouldn't betray her. She didn't want Larissa to continue manipulating her using cheap tactics.
Meanwhile, Larissa smiled sarcastically at her enemy, who looked uneasy because of the smudged lipstick on her lips. She had deliberately drawn red lipstick on her lips and then wiped it away with a tissue. She wanted her enemy to be angry because of the misunderstanding.
"By the way, can I talk to you for a minute, Carabella?"
Carabella turned to face her enemy, who was cleaning her lips at the sink. She responded with a confident smile, folding her arms. "What did you want to talk to me about?"
