Carabella was ready to accept the consequences of suddenly becoming Jefferson's personal assistant for unreasonable reasons. She had suspected that Larissa would misunderstand and be jealous, as she had been the one closer to Jefferson lately. If this continued, would the misunderstandings continue? She didn't want to live like the poor people Larissa had been teasing her about. She knew Larissa was deliberately using subtle hints to make her aware.
Since Larissa hadn't mentioned the poor woman's name, she pretended not to know anything. Hearing the constant insults directed at her made her want to be an elegant woman. She didn't want Larissa to continue to belittle her as if she had no self-respect.
"What you just said is true. The poor woman should know her true position."
A wide smile returned to her beautiful face. Her right hand patted her opponent's shoulder. "I didn't mean to talk about you. I was just upset when I read an article."
