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Margaret came out of the bathroom, her head wrapped in a thick towel. She glanced at Riya, who was on the bed, and frowned slightly.
"What's wrong with you? Your place is full of man's stuff."
Margaret wasn't satisfied with Riya's taste.
Riya turned her head from the bed, glanced at Margaret's short skirt, and blew a whistle.
"You are hot, wow!"
Margaret rolled her eyes proudly, snorted coldly, and brushed her hair. "Of course."
Riya looked at her confident face and said, "No wonder Julian fell for you. You have no brains and no character. Apart from your family background, the only things you have are your butt and chest."
Margaret quickly covered her chest and turned around with a sharp look.
"I do have a brain, and I'm brilliant, okay? I'm not like you, you are just good at studying. What else are you better than me?"
Margaret had a smug look on her face. Riya raised her eyebrows.
