The exaggerated sounds of mockery filled the villa, bouncing off the walls around me.
Xavier Hill seemed thoroughly pleased with himself. He shot me a challenging look and said, "Oh my, it's hard to imagine that a man could live such a humiliating life!"
"Yeah, wearing a green hat for three years and having to swallow his pride, that's really pitiful," someone chimed in.
"What a spineless life, utterly lacking backbone," added another.
The voices kept piling on, relentless in their mockery.
I noticed Lyla watching me, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction.
My face remained cold as I shook my head. "Lyla, you don't feel shame, but instead feel proud. How do you manage to have such thick skin?"
Lyla snorted. "The one who's disgraced is you, not me. What do I have to be afraid of?"
I didn't bother arguing with someone like her. Closing my eyes, I decided to ignore everyone around me.
