367: Overthinking! _1
No one knew how much Norma Augus regretted at this moment.
Her whole body was trembling lightly, and she even wanted to go up and scratch Viola Thompson's face.
That little bitch, Viola Thompson.
On what grounds.
On what grounds was she born the young miss of the Thompson family.
On what grounds can she perform such a difficult Jitterbug?
On what grounds can she grab all those honors by doing everything right?
No.
These honors belong to her.
Norma Augus tried her best to calm herself down and no matter how unwilling she was, she could only maintain a smile at this moment.
A gentle smile.
As a lady, she always had to keep her manners and not lose her grace, no matter when.
Judgingly, Flora Tiarks's voice sounded in her ear, "Miss Norma, what do you think of Vio's dancing posture?"
This sentence was like a bomb.
It instantly ignited Norma Augus.