Kimberly’s POV
I didn’t know whether to laugh or cry over her sudden statement and outburst and then at a charity gala. Normally I wouldn’t have said anything that could either cause a scene or ruin the night, but at this point, I was fed up.
“Are you going to answer me, or did you finally come to your senses?” she asked as she put one hand on her hip.
“Honestly, Lina,” I began. “I think you need to leave this party.”
“Excuse me?” she huffed. “Do you know who you are talking to?”
“Yes, as a matter of fact, I do. I am talking to a self-centered, obnoxious little brat who always used to get whatever she pointed on, probably because your daddy was too busy to actually care for you and therefore bought you everything, am I close?”
“You little…” she said taking a step forward.
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