Natalia showed up at some point. "Surprised to see me, sister?"
Selina narrowed her eyes. "I don't recall this event sending you an invitation."
Natalia smirked. "So what? Angelica is the heiress of the Morris Family. That makes me a VIP guest."
Selina nodded slowly. "A VIP, huh? So, did you bring your internet cable too?"
Natalia blinked, confused. "What?"
Selina rested her chin on her hand. "Your so-called 'backers' left in disgrace after presenting a fake antique. Why are you still here embarrassing yourself?"
"You—!" Natalia seethed at Selina's sharp tongue.
"You really don't understand how powerful the Morris Family is, do you? Angelica will crush you!"
Selina laughed softly. "Yeah, you guys are like cockroaches—tough to kill. Who wouldn't admire such resilience?"
Natalia's face turned beet red. "Selina! Why are you so foul-mouthed? You're just jealous of Angelica!"
