"Lily has gotten a bit chubby lately," Anya said, shaking her head. "She doesn't exercise at all. She's going to fail her equestrian class like this."
"But as long as she's happy," Elizabeth said, scooping up a spoonful. "Summer is still a ways off. There's still time to watch her diet."
"Oh, by the way," Anya said, "let me tell you..."
She gave her the rundown on how those female influencers were clout-chasing Li Wei.
"It's so infuriating, right?" Anya said. "Ugh, even though I feel like these people are just flies, the thought of those gossip accounts comparing me to that 200-pound gay nigger—black person—makes me want to throw up."
Elizabeth's expression remained serene the entire time, and she didn't offer much of an opinion.
"I think you've already handled it very well," she said calmly. "You've had everything that could be deleted taken down, and you can't rush the rest. Didn't you already arrange for cease and desist letters? You've done everything you could."
