The wine splashed across my chest in a cold, deliberate arc, soaking the silver Versace I was wearing instantly. Gasps rose around me like a wave, the wine glass hitting the marble and shattered.
Vanessa lifted her face, eyes wide with practiced shock. “Oh my God, I’m so sorry. I didn’t see you there.”
I heard a few snickers, some of them with their phones angled in my direction.
Then the crowd started to shift, parting as Prince Albert approached, his expression tightening as he took in the scene.
“What happened here?” he asked, voice calm but carrying enough power to actually shut the entire room up.
Vanessa spoke first, hand fluttering to her throat. “Your Highness, she tripped me. I was just walking past and her foot shot out—on purpose. Ask anyone.”
A murmur of agreement from he
