Chapter 82 Nobody Likes An Ass Kisser (2/2)

With an arched brow, Mimi menacingly stares at the woman.

”I see. So that's it.”

The women stare at Mimi confusingly.

What did she mean that was it? Watching the women's expression turn from strained smiles to evident confusion, Mimi sneers.

”I take it you all met my brother last night? That explains why you're spewing such ass kissing words.” Mimi stared at the woman with an icy sneer.

As soon as Mimi spoke, the women's faces flushed a bright red from visible embarrassment and shame.

Unable to say anything back, the women stare at Mimi with gaping mouths. Those who observed the scene from their desks couldn't help but snicker while others grinned amusedly at Mimi's harsh yet truthful words.

Who asked the women to suddenly suck up to her?

Those who had realized they were in the wrong toward the gothic girl had thoroughly thought to let things take place and take small steps until Mimi forgave them.

One couldn't force trust and understanding when it came to working together.

Yet, here this group of women had quickly gone up to Mimi, a girl who was their junior, to flatter her in order to create a connection with her brother.

Their actions were clearly immature. And like many, no one liked an ass-kisser.

Of course, there were a few who expressed looks of contempt, but Mimi ignored their expressions and mainly focused on the three baboons in front of her.

Suddenly, one of the women speaks up after gathering up the courage.

”That may be true, but it was because of your brother that we were able to realize you weren't what you seemed. I mean you can't blame us. You acted like you had done nothing when you were in fact working.”

”Exactly! Had you told us, we wouldn't have thought to ignore you.”

”Honestly, if you didn't want us to think badly of you, you shouldn't hide your talent. Otherwise, it merely seems like you wanted us to purposely look bad.”

While the women spewed out more foolish words, Mimi crossed her arms while staring at them with a vacant expression.

Those keenly watching from the side couldn't help but look at the women strangely.

Were they in high school?

What was with the juvenile behavior and pointing fingers?

While some thought to ignore the scene before them and continue working diligently, others chose to watch with eager eyes.

A real show was about to go down!