"Sophia, why are you following me? Shouldn't you be with your darling Lance?" Florence asked, her tone laced with mockery.
Sophia dropped the act, her face twisted with hatred. "Florence, why didn't you die when you fell into the ocean? That car plunged from such a height, yet you're still alive!"
Florence smirked, her voice taunting. "Oh, does my survival bother you that much? I'm flattered. But it's not just me, is it? Daniel is a thorn in your side, too, isn't he?"
Sophia's eyes flickered, her guilt poorly concealed. "I don't know what you're talking about! Stop making baseless accusations, Florence."
"Maybe you should spend more time securing your place with Lancelot instead of wasting it trying to pick fights with me," Florence retorted. "If you were truly strong enough, you would
