Charlene had thus lost another advantage in competing with Deirdre.

Meanwhile, Deirdre, who was facing Charlene’s oppressive eyes, remained calm and collected. It was as if she wasn’t facing her enemy, who once wished to kill her. She even lifted up the corner of her mouth.

“Miss McKinney, how are you doing? It’s been about two weeks since we last met, hasn’t it?”

Charlene regained her calmness and smiled. “I’m sorry I don’t get you. What I know is that we haven’t seen each other since we wer