She raked her supple hair and said lazily. "Let's talk about how to work together. In fact, to be completely honest, I don't like Nicole. In comparison, I would rather be a friend than an enemy with you."

Ivelle pursed her lips with a smile on her face. "My friend?" Forget it. Don't be so far-sighted. I'm really not fit to be friends with you."

It is terrible to be friends with all those who give priority to interests.

She raised her eyebrow. "This is human nature. When you live to my age, you may be able to figure it out."

'In ten years? That's too long.' Ivelle sneered.

She...