Vanya's POV
I turned around. I was about to leave this place. It made me feel agitated.
However, I heard Melinda's affected and deliberately raised voice at that moment. My anger was instantly ignited.
I spun around. My gaze was coldly fixed on her, and I said, "Neighbor? You must be joking."
Melinda seemed to find some support for herself and straightened her back, saying, "I live in this block too. Aren't we all neighbors?"
"You don't really think that everyone is on the same level just because you live in this block, do you?" I gave a faint sneer, extended my finger, and pointed to the building where Melinda lived and the one where Grace and I lived, emphasizing, "There's a huge price difference between these two buildings. Didn't Cliff tell you?"
Melinda's face changed slightly.
