Eliana, sitting across from Roselyn, put on her plastic smile and replied, "Better than you, I suppose." Roselyn erupted into brisk laughter as if they were sharing a lighthearted joke at a pajama party. She playfully chided Eliana, "Hey! Don't be so mean to me." "Right." Eliana withdrew her smile. "Your life and career are both ruined. Sorry, I'll be easy on you." Roselyn wasn't mad at her provocation. Her lips curved into a smile, but her eyes were cold. "Legitimacy belongs to the victor. I lost, so you can humiliate me at will." Eliana narrowed her eyes. "Don't justify your deeds. I wasn't even battling with you." "No. People like us were born into battles," Roselyn said with a hint of loneliness in her tone. "My parents have seven kids and no money. When we were young, home was li

