Lily gripped her red wine glass tightly. Her face was fierce with rage. She was so furious that she could have crushed the glass in her hand.
Brenda's was smiling brightly on the stage.
Lily could almost predict what would happen next.
She forwarded the pictures that she had surreptitiously taken earlier to a friend in the news media.
"Harvey. let's go..."
Lily lowered her head and saw Harvey staring at the woman on the stage for a long time.
She reached out and tugged his arm.
"It's not over yet. What's the hurry?" Harvey protested.
He pulled back his arm.
Lily's face softened and her voice became gentle. "Harvey, my stomach is a little uncomfortable. Let's go home, okay?"
Harvey reluctantly withdrew his gaze, stood up, reached out his hand to hold her shou
