Everyone in our social circle knew I had the ultimate 'Exactly' personality. I never argued with anyone. I simply agreed, then took their logic to its natural conclusion.   Backstage at the engagement party celebrating my marriage alliance, my fake best friend challenged me while wearing a red dress.   "Mr. Mercer just told me in the garden that I'm a hundred times prettier than you. He's dancing the opening number with me tonight."   I was sincerely pleased for her.   "Exactly. He's short enough to need lifts in his shoes, so his balance is terrible when he dances. That red dress will give everyone something else to look at."   She clenched her purse and let out a cold laugh through gritted teeth.   "Stop pretending you don't care! Everyone knows you're desperate to marry into the Mercer family so you can protect Bennett Group's assets. You're the laughingstock of the entire socialite circle!"   I nodded solemnly.   "Exactly. If I can give all those bored socialites something to laugh about, at least I'm doing a good deed."   My so-called best friend then cried to the guests about how crude and unbearable I was. My fiancé stormed backstage with his family and demanded that I kneel and apologize to everyone.   I smoothed my skirt and remained perfectly calm.   "Exactly. Someone who says outrageous things the way I do has no business standing here. We should call off the marriage alliance and cancel the engagement party."