Zoel Cohen pushed past Akatenango, turned around, and stepped toward Molly Palmer 'Molly Nan Guo.'
Time seemed to freeze at that second, Zoel's back facing Aka, who turned pale as if her soul had been drawn out, watching the person she liked leave her.
On the other side, Molly Palmer, wearing the smile of a victor, seemed perfectly content.
She always won, Akatris, that useless thing, was nothing but dregs in her eyes—every single time, she inevitably stole what was hers, and this time was no exception.
Let her receive this perfect man then.
With that thought, Molly Palmer showed an impeccable smile, and in her most beautiful, coquettish voice, she said to Zoel,
"Pleased to meet you, I am Molly Palmer."
As she spoke, she also gave Aka a victorious glance, thinking, 'You waste, just watch how your man is stolen by me!'
"Go screw yourself, your uncle's!"
Look, she had captivated him—wait, what did he just say?
