Charvi was in a bad mood. 'Bang' Sounds of glasses crashing onto the floor echoed inside the tent room. The four onlookers inside the room kept mum, not daring to utter anything. “Ahhh!” With nothing else left to smash, Charvi began to scream out like a crazy woman. “Why!” Her appearance looks disheveled. Her proud demeanor, none to be seen. Presently, she resembled a psychotic individual who was burning with rage. “Why did he have to talk to that trash? Just why!” Charvi's voice began to turn into a low sob. She covered her face and wept. The four girls in the room didn't know what to do in such a situation. Console her? Of course not. Who knows if she would direct her anger on them instead? So, they kept mum, like a silent corpse. However, one of them seems to found the scene in front of her comical and couldn't hold back the laughter in her mouth any longer. The other three girls' eyes widened in shock as they turned to look at their fourth counterpart, who was laughing out loud. “I'm so sorry. I just couldn't hold myself.” Aviva covered her mouth, although still laughing. Charvi's current appearance was just too hard for her to keep calm. “Are you laughing at me?” Charvi removed the hands across her face, and stared at the girl who was still giggling, with a gloomy expression. “Forgive me, Miss Charvi. The way you look right now is just too funny, so I couldn't hold back my laughter. I hope you aren't offended by it.” Aviva smiled, not bothering to evade Charvi's eyes. The other three girls continued to watch the scene in shock. Who am I? Where am I? Am I dreaming? Oh, no! Someone is definitely playing with death right now. “Offended?” Charvi burst out into laughter. “Ha-ha-ha.” Tears sipped out from the corner of her eyes. She wiped it away and spoke out, “Have I become so low that a trash like you dare to make fun of me?” Aviva's brows knitted together, completely offended by the term used to classify her. “Ms. Charvi, or should I just call you Charvi. Sylvia was one of the people you looked down upon in the past. Now, look at where she is today, and then look at yourself. It seems to me that you're the one who deserves to be called a trash here. Why don't you consider using that term on yourself? Instead of Miss Charvi, why don't we say Miss Trash?” “You bastard!” Charvi reached for the intact table lamp beside her and launched it fiercely at Aviva. Aviva was already expecting it and smoothly dodged the attack. 'Crash.' The lamp broke into pieces upon impact. “Hold her down for me!” The girls, as if awakened from their slumber, immediately carried out Charvi's order and pinned Aviva to the ground. Charvi slowly strolled towards Aviva, where she was tightly held in a kneeling position. 'Pah!'Aviva's face shifted to the side, her right cheek bearing a red palm print. The moment she turned her head forward, another 'pah' sounded. Charvi's hand waves across the air, slapping down continuously until the cheeks of the girl before her were swollen. However, she didn't stop there. “How dare a lowly person like you insult me. You're just a dog that feeds on my scraps. What audacity do you think you have to talk back to me?” Her hands didn't stop for a moment. Aviva's whole face became swollen like a pig, blood seeping out of the opened wounds. “Ha-ha-ha.” She began to laugh crazily. “You…” Charvi's palm halted for a moment before swinging back in action. “How dare you still laugh? How dare you!” “Yes. Keep on hitting! Hit me harder like the weakling you've always been!” Aviva's words seem to rile the latter up. Even though her face was seriously injured, she didn't seem to care and was intent on making Charvi even more mad. “Keep on hitting me like you always hit those weaker than you.” Watching Aviva's face covered in blood, yet she was still able to laugh, the girls holding her down felt a cold shiver run down their spines. What sort of crazy person is this? Still capable of smiling amidst the torture. “You're crazy!” Charvi kicked at her stomach. This time, Aviva couldn't hold back the pain and fell onto the ground. She knew what she was doing might cost her life, but she wanted Charvi to know that she wasn't the dazzling gem she thought she was. Being a proud person herself, there was no way Aviva would fully succumb to being someone else underling. She just wanted to tear that arrogant look off Charvi's face. Want her to feel how it is to be stepped on and looked down on by people. 'Cough, cough.' Blood seeped out of her mouth, along with several broken teeth. She was currently in a bad state, but she still managed to lift her head and stared at Charvi through the open slit of her swollen eyes. “I guess this is your true character. Only knowing how to fear the strong and bully the weak. You are a trash, Charvi! … Cough… A trash who hides behind her family power… A weakling who's only all mouth and arrogant. Cough.” “Shut up. I'm going to kill you myself today.” “Please, Ms. Charvi.” One of the girls hurriedly begged when she saw Charvi lifting her legs to hit the fallen Aviva. “If you continue hitting her, she will die.” “How dare you interfere in my matters! I don't mind killing you two together.” The girls flinched backward in fear, afraid of Charvi's threat. She wouldn't believe that Charvi was joking with her threat. One of them saw this and her expression became troubled. “Ms. Charvi, what would we do if the teachers found out that someone had been killed here? We're in the summer camp event. All eyes had noticed when Aviva entered this place. If she were to be missing, we would be the first suspects. So please, reconsider your actions, Ms. Charvi.” Charvi's cold eyes glanced at the girl. The girl's body trembled, thinking that she would also suffer the same fate as Aviva for daring to interfere in Charvi's matter. “Hmm. You're quite right about that.” Charvi turned her head, looking down at the figure squirming on the ground. “Consider yourself lucky today.” Her lifted right foot stepped on Aviva's right hand. “Ahh!” The sound of crushed bone filled the room, along with a shrill scream. Thankfully, Charvi's tent was a top-tier one with an advanced soundproof system. As a result, those outside were unaware of what was going on inside. “Hmph.” Charvi lifted her feet and sneered. Aviva looked down and saw her deformed right hand.“Ahh! I'm going to kill you! I will kill you!” The pain in her hand made her go crazy. Her expression was fierce as she glared at Charvi. Seeing her react like this, Charvi's mood became happy. “I'll be going to the dressing room right now. Feed her some healing potion in the safe box over there. Also, make sure this whole place is cleaned up before I get back.” “Yes, miss Charvi.” “Don't worry. We'll make sure it's all clean and spotless.” The girls gulp in fear, trying to falter her. “Hmm, better.” Charvi left the chaotic living room and entered her dressing room to prepare for the dinner banquet. Sylvia. Just wait and see. I'm going to trample you under my feet tonight.