Just as I fell into the hands of Liam, his arm tightening instinctively around my waist, Victoria sitting across the table stiffened. At the same time, the smirk she had worn so confidently moments ago shattered.
Her back straightened sharply, fingers digging into the armrest of her chair as she nearly surged to her feet before catching herself. The restrained fury on her face was unmistakable, her lips pressed tight, jaw clenched so hard a vein stood out at her temple.
She knew exactly what she had done, and she knew she could not speak now, stepping up and speaking casually would attract penalties.
‘I’ll let her have the last smile.’ She mumbled reluctantly, her eyes burning with hidden malice as all she could do was watch me with a cold, poisoned glare, the kind that promised this
