Laura laughed with naked sarcasm.
Henna was choked by her words. She looked up and saw the disgusting stares all around her. She thought, damn it! This girl had set her up! Did Laura just provoke her for watching her make a fool of herself? Not only was she rude, but she was also vicious!
Laura shook her head, sighed, and averted her gaze. It's too disappointing. It's true that birds of a feather flock together. Look at what Lily was surrounded by.
Wasting time with them was an insult to food. Laura just ignores Henna. She lowered her eyes and slowly cut the cake with a spoon. The clean fingers make the simple silver spoon look like a handicraft.
Henna glazed over what happened. Wasn't Laura from the countryside? Wasn't she vulgar and ill-mannered?
Laura sat there. The way she moved her hands and feet was elegant and graceful. It's afraid that Lily was not even comparable. Did they, by any chance, make a mistake?