Julianne’s POV
I felt my heart pounding in my chest as I walked toward Jasmine, who was holding a plate with a glass of juice in her hands. She didn’t see me coming, her back turned to me as she hummed to herself. I know she would be so damn happy that her crazy plans are about to come to pass. Something inside me was bubbling with anger. I knew what she had done, and I couldn’t let her get away with it.
Without thinking, I marched right up to her and, in one swift motion, I knocked the plate from her hands. The juice splashed everywhere, staining the floor and the hem of her dress.
“Who do you think you are?” I snapped, my voice trembling with fury. “You’re so cheap, trying to use that love potion on Arthur.”
Her eyes widened, and she gasped as the juice soaked her dress. For a momen
