"In this world, other than the mysterious Star who took the championship on the first try, who else has this capability?"
Arabella Vanderbilt tugged at her lips, "Neither you nor Juliana Vanderbilt possess this capability, that's enough."
Angeline Copeland's complexion sunk instantly.
This damn bitch.
Why hadn't she realized before that Arabella's tongue was so venomous that she couldn't take any slight?
Juliana Vanderbilt's cheeks visibly trembled, but she still forced a smile on her face and said tensely:
"Sister is right, in this world... there truly is only one Star."
Arabella Vanderbilt tugged at her lips again and glanced down at her wristwatch.
On her slender and fair middle finger was a ring that seemed understated yet was incredibly valuable, reflecting the light coming through the floor-to-ceiling window, casting a bright and blinding glare.
Juliana instinctively glanced over at Oliver Timmerman, her eyes suddenly tightened, and she gripped his arm a bit harder.
