"Are you insulting me," Poppi snarled in anger, making Daisy's lips curl in a smirk.
"Not at all, Poppi, or should I say mother," she said mockingly.
"I am just expressing my thoughts on your foolishness," Daisy said venomously, making Poppi raise her hands to slap her, but before she could blink, Daisy cut her hands mid-air, stopping her.
"How dare…"
"I would not advise you to do that, Poppi, because looking at you now, it seems like you don't really need my help after all; you would be fine with Penelope drawing for you," Daisy said, stepping away from Poppi, like she was about to leave.
"Name your price, Daisy," Poppi said in anger knowing she had no other choice.
