Crystal Sullivan said very unhappily, "She always loves to steal the spotlight in class. I find her really annoying, and just now she even talked back to me. I hate her to death."
"No problem."
Impatience flickered in Sophie Foster's exposed eyes.
Compared to Grace Caddel, she detested Crystal Sullivan even more, always coming up with troublemaking ideas and liking to stir things up.
If Grace Caddel wasn't so ineffective, she wouldn't have chosen Crystal Sullivan, this troublesome bad girl.
"That's settled then. Sister, is there something you came to see me for today?" Crystal Sullivan looked at her admiringly.
"I mainly want to know what Clarissa Lindsey was up to last Friday night."
Sophie Foster sat at the small stone table, like a big boss, speaking decisively, "However, I just overheard your conversation in secret, and now I know what really happened."
