Women Are Fickle

With Lorna serving as the able-bodied laborer, Director Daisy finally escaped the awkwardness. She wanted revenge; those two must have planned this in advance!

"Outrageous! I'm angry!" It was not a formal ball to begin with; they only needed to move to the music. As she passed Hill and Wanda, she muttered quietly.

The two women paid it no mind. They had more or less figured out someone's temperament. Under normal circumstances, Director Daisy would not get angry—at least not over something so trivial.

She could feel anxious or troubled, but she would not get angry. There were too few things in this world that could anger her now. On the contrary, she probably even enjoyed seeing it happen. Her current display was merely because she felt she had lost face.

"Angry?" Hill raised her brows slightly. Her usually valiant features, paired with watercolor lipstick, carried a hint of seductiveness when she glanced around.

As a super agent who had undergone extensive training, her dancing was exceptionally graceful, and her body was more flexible than Wanda's. That was a gap no amount of yoga or Pilates could bridge. Her slender waist seemed to contain endless strength. As she swayed to the music, she bumped Daisy with her perky backside as their steps crossed.

At Daisy's current level of strength, even getting hit by a comet would not have done much to her. Yet Hill's bump left her staring blankly for a moment. Hill was being so bold today? This was far too abnormal. Could she have been bewitched by the Infinity Gems too? Daisy reacted quickly and nodded along, indicating that she was indeed angry.

"Then would this make you even angrier?" Using her body to block the many watching eyes, Hill reached for Wanda's soft curves under Daisy's horrified