Tracy Swift was filled with indignation. She was a noble lady of the Imperial City, and had grown up amidst everyone's praises. She was proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting by the age of six. Since the beginning, she had been the gold medalist. She was a graceful and well-behaved woman, whom everyone felt was perfect. However, ever since she met Xaviera Evans, things had gone awry. Xaviera had kept her down, and she was not able to regain her momentum. Why?
"Xaviera, you've destroyed everything! I should have been the most dazzling presence. It's all because of you, you..."
Slap!
Xaviera raised her hand and forcefully slapped Tracy, interrupting her. She then coldly stared at Tracy. "You're too noisy!"
"Ah! You...did you hit me?"