"Daisy has nothing but a pretty face, yet Nick actually invited her to the dance!"
"Just thinking about having to look at that bitch's face tomorrow night is already pissing me off..."
Inside the lavish clubroom, a group of elegantly dressed young ladies had gathered together.
Officially, it was a club meeting. In reality, it was nothing more than a place for them to gossip and stir up trouble.
One of the girls lightly dabbed more blush onto her cheeks before glancing at the person seated at the center with a smile.
"Mia, what do you think?"
Mia was busy tapping away on her phone. Hearing the question, she casually lifted her eyes.
"Do you seriously think Nick's going to protect her? By the time Daisy humiliates herself, Nick will probably be laughing even harder than we are."
Mia had always disliked Daisy. Because of that, she didn't even need to give any orders. Her followers already knew exactly what they were supposed to do.
