The entire cafeteria had fallen almost silent; everyone was looking at Nia Mitchell, waiting for her reaction. This was clearly beyond endurance. However, given her destitute appearance, it was difficult to predict her next move.
Nia Mitchell clenched her fists and stomped on the two hundred USD. "This money for medical expenses? I'm afraid my injuries might worsen. Stepping on it like this is its most fitting use!"
After fiercely stomping on the money a few more times, Nia Mitchell shot Sophia Moore a disdainful glare and turned to leave. And so, this incident was once again posted on the forum, making Nia Mitchell a complete sensation within MC Group.
「At the same time, at Madgar Pavilion—」
