Perhaps they hadn't expected Clara Grant to so calmly say something so irrelevant and bizarre. They all stared blankly for a moment; even Chloe Grant, who had been feigning composure, looked slightly taken aback.
But after a moment of confusion, they realized what she meant—Clara Grant was indirectly mocking them for ganging up on her.
But so what if they were? They *were* ganging up on her. What of it?
One of the other students couldn't help but snicker at her words.
Cecilia Lee grew flustered and angry. She shot a glare at the student who had laughed before turning her attention back to Clara Grant.
"Clara Grant, what do you mean by that?"
"I mean, the AC in here is on full blast. If you all are feeling cold, you can huddle together for warmth. Not only will it keep you warm, but it'll also make you look so much more united."
Clara Grant's expression barely shifted as she replied nonchalantly, but the slight upturn of her lips betrayed a hint of sarcasm.
