Serena had barely taken another sip of her wine when she felt a presence behind her.
She didn’t need to turn around to know who it was—the air had suddenly shifted, charged with hostility.
But when she did turn, her eyes met Kate’s, who was standing there, arms crossed, a wicked grin curling her lips.
“Well, well, well,” Kate drawled, loud enough for the people around them to hear.
“If it isn’t the queen of pretenders, acting like she belongs here.”
Serena exhaled sharply, already exhausted.
She had no intention of engaging in whatever childish drama Kate was trying to start.
So, she simply turned her gaze away, focusing on her drink, as if Kate wasn’t worth a second of her attention.
But that only poured fuel onto the fire.
Kate’s smirk faltered, her fingers tightening into fi
