Kiara thought she would see Akatenango completely worn out or even utterly devastated today.
After all, she had unearthed the deep pain in Akatenango's heart yesterday. It would affect anyone, let alone Akatenango, who had left in such a panic.
But seeing her today, Kiara couldn't feel any bit of that impact; Akatenango was as defiant and domineering as ever.
Kiara sized up Molly, but Molly was focusing all her firepower on Aka; she walked up to Aka, her stiletto heels tapping and hips swaying, and looked down at her with disdain.
"Loser, don't tell me you're also entering the competition?"
"What if I am!" Aka stared back at Molly. She was as arrogant as ever. Aka felt an instinctual shudder at the sight of her, but it seemed there was another emotion mingled in there.
"If you cross me, I'll make sure you have a very ugly end, losers will always be losers—hey, you!"
Molly's finger pointed at Kiara, "You will lose miserably, I swear it in the name of JR."
