She could tolerate anything except one thing: no one was allowed to slander her father.
The last time she got into a fight with Ria Chapman, it was also because of this. This time, how could Vera Wave swallow the insult when Ria mocked her deceased father like that?
"Alright then!" Ria Chapman shook the reins in her hand, "Let's see whose speed is faster. We'll race around the track, and whoever returns first wins! As for the bet..." She narrowed her eyes, staring at Vera's small face, "Whoever wins gets to slap the other in the face!"
The last time, Vera had slapped her and she hadn't had a chance to get even, so of course Ria wanted to seize this opportunity.
"Sounds good."
"Yeah, interesting!"
"One slap seems too little; why not make it three?!"
...
A few companions just kept adding fuel to the fire.
"Three?" Ria sneered, "I have no problem with that, but would Miss Vera dare?"
