"Enough. Sit a bit further away from me. You're so close to me that your sweat is dirtying my clothes."
Adrian finally spoke.
I saw his livid face and the pleading look he gave me. I knew he had reached his limit, so I suppressed my laughter and squeezed Harley to the side.
Harley glared at me. Although she was angry, she still maintained a smile.
The next second, someone pinched my waist hard, and the pain was immense.
I turned around and saw Harley giving me a provocative smile.
I had always been clear about what to love or hate. If I had a grudge, I settled it on the spot. So, I raised the glass in my hand and splashed the wine on her face.
The pale yellow drink splashed on her face, washing away a small part of her false eyelashes.
Harley screamed.
"Tilda, are you crazy?"
She raised her hand and tried to grab my hair.
Adrian took a step forward and stood in front of me.
He frowned and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"
I rubbed the spot where I was pinched, and I knew there must be a bruise without even looking at it.
"She pinched me."
"Adrian, don't listen to her. She's full of lies!"
Adrian gave Harley a cold glance and pulled me away.