The Perfect Victim

"What do you think I should know?" Vivienne asked, a half-smile on her lips as she looked at Bianca.

Bianca felt uneasy inside, but her expression remained fierce. She despised Vivienne's calm demeanor, as if she were inherently superior.

"Vivienne, right now, you're just a dog we took in. You'd better understand your position. If a dog dares to bite its owner, it will definitely end up miserable.