Impossible

"What?" Elena exclaimed. "Audrey, are you sure there's nothing wrong with your brain? What right do you have to order me around? You said that you know about Frank, but who knows if you're lying to me? Let me tell you, that's impossible!"

Previously, she was the one pretending to be pitiful, and Audrey was the one being abused online. If Elena stood up to clarify now, she could guarantee that she would be the one being scolded.

Audrey knew that Elena wouldn't agree so easily, so she wasn't in a hurry. She slowly took a sip of coffee and said, "I've already informed the company. As long as you're willing to cooperate, I'll tell you what I know."

Elena still did not move.

Audrey wasn't in a hurry. Instead, she stretched comfortably and looked at the flock of pigeons that had been alarmed by the pedestrians in the square outside.

"Do you really know about Frank?" Elena was skeptical.