Chapter 17: Real Antiques

*Mia* Locas was getting on my nerves and I decided that he was the person I hated the most right now. He looked at me with that condescending look like I was an idiot. "I don't think you need to participate in that exchange meeting. It's just a meeting set up by swindlers. It's worthless other than swindling money from some ignorant people." Locas's hands were in his pockets as if he was some important figure, but his words cut like a knife. What did he mean? Was he implying that I was an idiot? Look at how sarcastic he sounded! Who would have thought that such words would come from the elegant Locas? "You... How could you slander me like this? I've learned a lot about antiques these past few days. I even went to classes when I was free. Willard accompanied me to these classes." If I was wrong, Willard would have stopped me. "Willard, tell him, didn't you go to the classes with me? You even accompanied me to the meeting, right?" I could really use some backup. Willard smiled at me. "Ye