Chapter 32

"That rich and nutty cup of coffee is called civet coffee. It's one of the best in the world, and is also very rare to find." Leila rolled her eyes while her lips curled with a sardonic sneer. Just now when she proceeded to order herself a cup of civet coffee, she caught a glimpse of Sonia sticking her tongue out, seemingly amazed at how much her cup of coffee had cost. Of course there was no way she could afford that.

Sonia turned to Mandy with a mischievous expression on her face and placed her index finger under her chin. She said with a voice full of malice, "Mandy, aren't those the coffee beans that are fed and digested by civet cats?"

"Yes." Mandy nodded.

"They're picked from cat feces, aren't they?" she asked while pouting her lips deviously.

"Idiot," murmured Leila on the sideline. Even if she wanted to call her out for her ignorance, she knew such a vulgar woman such as Sonia would never understand.

Sonia didn't want to bicker about petty things with