I forced a smile and said sweetly, "Wow, so my roommate is the world's richest person. I have to post about this on Instagram."
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I took out my phone and aimed it at her.
"Stop making stuff up!" Leila's face darkened as she tried to block my camera.
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"You said it yourself!" I replied innocently.
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"Only the richest person in the world would think everyone else is poor. So, does that mean Beth and Emilia are poor in your eyes?"
My words made both Beth and Emilia turn their gaze toward Leila.
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The disdain and anger in Beth's eyes were intense.
Leila, embarrassed and furious, tried to slap me, but I intercepted her hand.
She snapped, "You bitch, sowing discord among us on your very first day here!"
Standing tall above her, I gave her a powerful mental pressure.
"Then keep your mouth shut and don't say things you shouldn't!" I said sternly.
Thus, on the first day in the dorm, I had already made an enemy in Leila.
But now "poor" was my label.
I finished unpacking and lay comfortably on my bed, watching Leila butter up Beth and Emilia.
I didn't approve of their behavior.
If you see yourself as lowly, others will treat you as such.