Chapter 5 - The Cruel Elite Woman Laughs Off The Incident
Victoria Vance, the thirty-five-year-old elite woman in the crimson sequin gown, adjusted her diamond necklace with smug arrogance.
She let out a sharp, dismissive laugh that echoed uncomfortably across the silent luxury patio space.
“Honestly, the dramatic theatrics of hired domestic help these days are getting entirely out of hand,” Victoria announced loudly.
She turned to the older male guests flanking her sides, expecting them to join in her malicious mockery.
“The clumsy girl simply slipped on the wet tiles while serving champagne; it was entirely her own fault,” Victoria insisted.
The older men chuckled coldly, swirling amber scotch in their heavy crystal glasses while looking down at the victims.
“Quite right, Victoria; these people don't know how to handle themselves in high-society environments,” one older guest agreed smoothly.
The junior guest who performed the rescue stood up sharply, his dinner jacket soaked and dripping onto the patio stones.
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“You deliberately pushed her into the deep end in front of everyone, you vicious, cold-hearted monster!” he shouted furiously.
Victoria narrowed her eyes, flashing a venomous glare at the young man who dared to challenge her authority.
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