He looked at her with quiet contempt. “It’s Pearl’s birthday, and you still pull stunts like this just to get my attention?”
Alannah froze, her chest tightening so hard she could barely breathe. Even now, he still thought she was the one behind it.
Her dignity was crushed completely, trampled underfoot for all to see.
Whispers spread through the crowd like wildfire.
“Could those photos be real? I heard Alannah’s always been… pretty manipulative.”
“Look at Mr. Dinnigan. He’s not even defending her. It must be true.”
“I always said Miss Pearl is the one who truly suits him.”
Pearl looked back at Alannah, her eyes full of smugness and provocation.
“Oh, Miss Alannah, what are you going to do now?”
Before anyone could react, Alannah grabbed a wine bottle from the table and poured it directly onto the projector.
The image on the big screen froze instantly. Still holding the bottle tightly, she strode toward Pearl.
The next second, the glass shattered at Pearl’s feet, making the entire room jump.
Pearl gasped and shrank into Quincy’s arms. “Quincy! I’m scared…”