Vera Wave pouted again, "I'm not interested in any Harry or Albert!"
Mia Davis is the kind of girl who only knows some fair-weather friends, inept second-generation rich kids. Mia deliberately makes her wait just to have one more person to mock her.
Mia Davis sneered, "How would you know without meeting them?"
Vera couldn't be bothered with her and tried to walk past her.
"Mia!"
Behind her, a familiar male voice sounded.
Vera's right foot that had stepped forward hit the ground, then she retracted it, turned her face, and looked toward the direction of the sound.
The corners of her lips curled up, Mia Davis's face showed even more pride.
"I told you, you'd be interested." She walked over, stood next to the approaching man, and affectionately held his arm, "Harry, Vera is here too, why don't you say hello?"
