She hasn't even become the Young Madam yet and already sees herself as the First Lady?
Hmph, Bethany Knight was so angry, she immediately chased after them and said, "I saw that big strawberry first! You are not allowed to pick it!"
Eva Nightingale paused for a moment, plucked the bright red strawberry, and put it in the basket: "What's the matter? I've already picked it, do you have the guts to bite me?"
"You, you, you, you, you wretched woman!" The other party was speechless with anger.
Hmph, Bethany Knight curled her lips, her eyes narrowed. She is the real Miss here, and the big strawberry she saw was picked by someone else; how infuriating!
"Eva, you wretched person, give me back that big strawberry right away!"
"Who are you calling wretched?"
"I'm calling you wretched... aah!" Bethany's fiery temperament got the best of her, she only realized it after cursing...
"Eva, how dare you call me wretched!"
