Wearing high heels, she walked straight towards the spot she had her eyes on earlier, without glancing sideways.
She stopped in front of Mia Ginger.
The advantage of her height was immediately apparent; with high heels, she was about ten centimeters taller than Mia Ginger.
"This is my bed," Windsor Myres said from above, directly.
"Oh?" Mia Ginger smiled slightly, stepped forward, and placed her slender fingers on the sticker at the corner of the bed, speaking slowly, "Mia... Ginger, this is my bed."
"I don’t like the middle spot, so I took yours."
"What a coincidence, I also don’t like the middle spot," Mia Ginger retorted blandly, raising an eyebrow to look at her.
"What do you mean by that?"
"That’s a question I should be asking you," Mia Ginger sneered.
The entire dormitory went silent as they spoke, as if the others didn’t exist, holding their breath and concentrating.
Who could have thought Windsor Myres behaved so eccentrically, laying claim without saying a word?
That still depends on whether others are willing to comply.
Mia Ginger, although appearing delicate and gentle, rapidly transformed her demeanor; her words became sharp, each one barbed, directly confronting and not yielding an inch.
Are all the locals from Cloud Capital this formidable?
Tong Tong worried they might start fighting and helplessly glanced at Mina Lee on the opposite bed.
Mina Lee glanced back helplessly, signaling her not to speak.
She was just fond of gossip.
Fighting or anything like that, she had never gotten into one in her life!
"What if I insist on this spot?" Windsor Myres, seemingly surprised at Mia’s stubbornness, narrowed her beautiful eyes impatiently.
"Then you’d better bring your Myres Family bodyguards to throw me out of this dormitory."
"Pfft!" Mina Lee couldn’t help it and burst out laughing.
"You know the Myres Family?" Windsor Myres’ expression changed, and her sharp gaze scrutinized Mia Ginger.
"Just a little," Mia Ginger shrugged with a smile, looked down for a moment, then tiptoed closer to Windsor’s shoulder and murmured softly, "I only know you’re the daughter of the second wife, Cherry Lewis."
"Mia Ginger, ’Ginger’ from the phrase ’Clear and Gentle’"
Windsor Myres gave her a deep look and after a moment, without knowing what she thought, turned and walked towards her own spot.
The internal struggles within the Myres Family were fierce, and everyone’s actions were closely watched by others.
Ivy Cox was always the center of attention.
She brought her brother Louis Cox to the birthday party, which, of course, others were aware of.
Mia Ginger is likely involved with Louis Cox.
Louis Cox and Ivy Cox were not people Windsor could afford to offend.
Windsor Myres kicked her luggage in frustration when a voice suddenly came from beside her, "Do you want me to switch spots with you?"
Surprised, she turned to see Blair Chester’s polite, inquiring gaze.
"I happen not to like the wind blowing," Blair Chester explained with a smile, acting as if she hadn’t noticed Windsor’s scrutinizing gaze.
She has her considerations.
Her bed was opposite Mia Ginger’s. If Windsor Myres wanted Mia’s bed and couldn’t get it, she might turn her frustration on Blair. Blair wasn’t Mia and wasn’t from Cloud Capital, nor could she argue like Mia could with Windsor.
It was better to offer first to avoid any awkwardness.
"Thanks, but I don’t like your spot," Windsor Myres looked at her meaningfully and turned away.
Blair Chester’s intentions were obvious to her.
If you want to give it away, then give it away. If not, don’t. Why make up so many reasons!