Lilian blinked, caught off guard. "I did it myself."
"Impressive," Sophie replied warmly. "It's much better than Miss Lisa's, don't you think?"
For a split second, Lilian stiffened, a strained smile forming on her lips.
Sophie's smile didn't falter, but her words turned sharp. "If your taste isn't quite refined, Miss Lilian, perhaps you should listen to others' opinions. Don't be blindly confident. If something goes wrong, you can always blame someone else."
Lilian's face turned pale, and she bit her lower lip.
"Let's go, Alicia," Sophie said, gently pulling her away.
As Alicia adjusted the shopping bags in her hands, her purse slipped and fell to the floor, its contents spilling out. She quickly set the bags aside and crouched down to gather her things, with Sophie helping her. Once everything was packed, they left.
Behind them, Lilian's trembling voice rang out.
