Sophia Cloud returned to the company, only to bump into Evelyn Smith.
"What a coincidence, sister." Evelyn Smith's face revealed a smile, seemingly mocking Sophia's displeasure.
Unexpectedly, Sophia Cloud did not swallow her anger as she had in the past. A flash of coldness passed through her eyes, "Miss Smith, don't call me that carelessly. I certainly don't have a dog-biting sister. If others heard this, wouldn't they laugh at us?"
The two were waiting for the elevator downstairs, where so many people were coming and going, all of whom could hear their exchange.
Evelyn Smith hadn't expected Sophia to leave her no face at all, and she instantly became angry. "Sophia Cloud, you!"
"What about me?"
Sophia Cloud was taller and far more attractive than her, possessing a natural grace without the need for rouge or powder, and especially today, for the sake of putting them in their place at school, she had applied an exquisite makeup.