She spun around and cracked Beatrice across the face with a slap that echoed like a gunshot.
But Beatrice didn't flinch or look surprised at all—like she had been waiting for that slap the whole time.
She curled her lips in a nasty little smirk, then let herself fall backward on purpose.
With a deafening crash, she toppled straight into the towering champagne fountain.
Bubbly soaked her expensive gown and ruined her flawless makeup. She pointed at Cordelia and burst into tears, looking every bit the heartbroken victim. "Cordelia, why did you push me? I know you hate me, but why drag my baby into this... My baby is innocent!"
In an instant, every eye in the room swung toward Cordelia like knives.
"She's desperate now? Can't keep her man and blames everyone else..."
"Going after a kid
