"You're jealous of Miss Summers' beauty, aren't you?" Ruben stared at Flora with burning anger. "Seeing her makes you uncomfortable, so you look for any chance to bully her."
"You think of yourself as superior, but you're full of malice."
"Flora, you've been basking in the glow of being a wealthy heiress your whole life, and you believe you're the most noble woman in the world?"
Ruben's tone was as cold as ice. "Well, let me tell you something—Miss Summers' status far surpasses yours. If she is the cloud in the sky, you are nothing more than mud on the ground."
Flora's mind went blank. She couldn't accept being belittled so harshly by her own brother.
"No! I don't believe it!" Flora shook her head frantically, her words coming out in a jumble. "Ruben, you must be enchanted by her look
