"Hmm..."
Moli had a very long, long dream. In the dream, she fought fiercely with Rafael, Elizabeth, or maybe some other Lady of Fisher, she couldn't remember. She only remembered defeating them one by one and driving them all away.
She also remembered that those Ladies were no match for her. In reality, those women, who she thought were far superior to her, were all defeated by her without any suspense, and they all helplessly watched her monopolize Mr. Fischer.
"Moli, you..."
Perhaps in the dream, those Ladies would look at her with extreme unwillingness and say, and as Moli looked at those eyes, the anger inside her grew even more intense, almost bursting out with a sentence,
"I was obviously here first!"
"..."
Those shadowy figures resembling Ladies fell silent simultaneously, seemingly frightened by the current Moli, lowering their heads and not daring to look at her...
But that wasn't enough. Behind her, a calm female voice suddenly sounded again,
"Moli."
"..."
