“A pig? Where did pig cries come from?”

Dorothy looked at Claire, then at Beatrice, and she suddenly understood what Beatrice was talking about.

Then, she kicked Alex’s leg hard.

It was all his fault!

This pig had been so excited last night, especially when she changed her appearance to take on the appearance of Aunt Rockefeller. It was like he had taken a drug that sent him into euphoria, what a pervert! It was like she had become another woman.

Men really were sentimental creatures who think with the lower part of their bodies.

“Beatrice, you should pay more attention to your studies. In the first midyear exams, you had one test with just 90 points. Don’t play too much. Your pocket money this semester will be halved.”

Beatrice shrugged, not paying attention to her sister.

As she was now a first-level agent of Lush Cosmetics, she had recruited a large group of lower-level agents in school and had made a lot of money. She had developed into a sort of big shot business mistress