"Help me with the design competition?" Charlotte's eyes were full of sarcasm, but at this time, Lisa did not notice it at all.
She nodded heavily and said, "Yes! I can use your name to help you participate in the design competition. As long as you can save Master Phil, I promise that you can at least enter the top ten!"
Worried that Charlotte wouldn't understand, she emphasized, "You may not know, it's very difficult for ordinary designers to enter the top ten of this design competition! You can't get a ranking on your own. Why don't I..."
"I thought you loved design, but now it seems that it's just a tool for you to make money."
Perhaps the sarcasm in Charlotte's eyes was so obvious that Lisa suddenly broke out. "What do you know?! You are a good-for-nothing who doesn't know how to design! It's your fortune that you are born with a good family background and become the disciple of Mr. Rumba even if you can't even draw a design!"
Charlotte was so angry that she laughed. "I'm indeed so lucky. What are you going to do?"
"You!"
Lisa didn't expect that Charlotte not only didn't deny her words but also proudly admitted it!
She gnashed her teeth, wanted to pounce on Charlotte and tear her smile apart, but had to ask her for help.
"Isn't this better? I exchange my design for your fame. At least it's not a loss for you." Lisa took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
Charlotte curled her lips, suddenly approached Lisa, and said to her, "I'm Moontide."
Bang!
The cup in Lisa’s hands fell to the ground and the fragments scattered all over the ground.
Lisa looked at Charlotte in shock, trying to find traces of lying on her face, but her smile was firm and did not seem to be lying at all.
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