Poppy had an interesting expression on her face as she said that. Her smile seemed both playful and sly as she looked at me.

I knew exactly what was going on. She was trying to play mind games and engage in subtle rivalry with me.

I understood what she was thinking. Her words had a bitter undertone to them despite her radiant smile. The true purpose of her visit was likely not as simple as it appeared. She had come all this way to see me, and I didn’t believe it was just a casual visit, especially since we didn’t really know each other. What she said seemed like a joke between friends, but it could also be a provocation between rivals in love. It even sounded like she was gloating.

I remained indifferent, pretending not to care. After all, Poppy was no friend of mine.

I casually took a sip of the coffee and calmly responded, "Well, Ms. Poppy, it depends on where you heard that."

My nonchalant demeanor left Poppy a little perplexed, and I could sense her frustration. I refused to g