Chapter 927
Heartbreak Brings Mr. Right
Lindsey gave a cold laugh.
Kristy had deliberately spilled coffee on her, yet she claimed it was accidental.
Who was she trying to fool?
Now stained, Lindseyâs white dress was ruined, making it impossible for her to face anyone at the event.
Kristy, arms crossed over her chest, seemed to relish Lindseyâs discomfort and the mockery it invited.
However, Lindsey was far from the flustered, angry mess Kristy had anticipated.
Calmly, she picked up a glass of red wine from the table and without a second thought, flung it across Kristyâs face.
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Caught off guard, Kristy stood frozen, her face and hair sticky with wine, which dribbled down her cheeks and stained her red dress.
âLindsey! What are you doing?â Kristy erupted in anger.
âYou give me coffee, so Iâll toast you with a glass of wine.
Courtesy demands reciprocity,â Lindsey retorted, standing her ground with a composed indifference that sharply contrasted Kristyâs furious demeanor.
Kristyâs loud outburst captured the attention of everyone in the hall.
All eyes turned to Kristy, her head and face drenched in wine.
âIsnât that the famous actress? Why does she look like a drowned mouse?â
âI just saw her douse that woman opposite her with coffee.
And that woman, sheâs tough too-she retaliated with a glass of wine right on the actress.
Incredible.
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âWho is the woman opposite her?â
âIâm not sure who she is, but she seems familiar.
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Kristy wished for a place to disappear.
She hadnât anticipated Lindseyâs bold response.
She had aimed to humiliate Lindsey, yet she ended up the most humiliated.
At that moment, a figure approached the two calmly.
It was Carole.
She looked at them with concern.
âWhat happened here? Your outfits are ruined.
How will you attend the event now? Look, I have some spare clothes here.
Why donât you change into them?â
Soaked and miserable, Kristy clenched her fists.
She shot Lindsey a glare, then turned to Carole and muttered, âAlright.
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Carole signaled a staff member, who then escorted Kristy to the dressing room.
Turning to Lindsey, Carole said, âLindsey, that dress wonât do anymore.
I have one that will fit you perfectly.
Follow me.
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Aware she couldnât wander around in her stained dress, Lindsey nodded gratefully.
âThank you so much.
â
Carole led Lindsey into her room and pulled a finely tailored pink dress from the closet.
Adorned with pearls, the dress radiated a gentle yet glamorous aura.
She held it out to Lindsey with a smile.
âFeel free to change into this if you like,â Carole offered.
Lindsey, unaware of any underlying issues, accepted the dress, her brow furrowed slightly.
âIsnât this a bit too lavish?â