Once again, the view darkens.

-So. I should have cut ties with you sooner. We should have chosen someone with a good academic background and job skills.

Through the hazy view, my voice, dressed in a black dress, faintly echoes.

My voice, sounding somewhat triumphant, carries a sharp topic that scratches like a broken vessel, as if enjoying the interesting discourse.

-It’s fortunate that the scum stopped on their own. They were just draining money.

‘…’

Olivia could easily figure out who the ‘scum’ referred to without much thought.

‘Shut up.’

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