The woman and Alice stared at her, eyes narrowing—clearly viewing her as a shallow opportunist. Alice's expression curled into a satisfied smirk, as if silently gloating: 'See? No matter how noble you act, you still fold when money's on the table.'
But on the other side of the room, Liz, Athena, and Minerva stared at Hera, stunned and confused. They couldn't tell what Hera was aiming at—but they knew one thing for sure: she wasn't someone who backed down so easily. Something was brewing behind that composed expression.
The woman snorted upon hearing that Hera was backing down and giving up the room, but despite her smug reaction, her heart ached. She was about to part with $100,000—her hard-earned savings—for a single room.
