Luis did not speak. Blanche had not actually drunk much, and judging by her demeanor, her alcohol tolerance was certainly not poor. Yet she seemed particularly nervous, talking so much.
A typical scheming bitch would absolutely be adept at handling men, seducing them gradually with a very methodical and strategic approach. But watching Blanche's performance was truly hard to describe; there wasn't a hint of any discernible strategy to be found.
Right now, she seemed more like a bitter woman pouring out her grievances. As she spoke, she was almost on the verge of tears, showing not the slightest sign of trying to seduce a man.
"Sister Blanche, let me say one thing first. Firstly, you and I are not familiar with each other, and I don't know your family situation."
