Revenge is best served cold

Chapter 106 Are You Sure Elsa put on her best remorseful expression. "Jane, I really know I was wrong. I'm here to apologize for what happened today. As long as you forgive me, I'll leave right away."

I raised an eyebrow. "And how exactly do you expect me to forgive you?"

Hearing my response, Elsa's eyes lit up. She lifted the glass of red wine in her hand and held it out toward me. "This is a rare vintage from the host's private collection. I asked a friend to get it for me, and I thought you might like to try it. If you drink it, that means you forgive me. And I promise, I won't bother you again tonight." She blinked at me, looking as innocent as a little rabbit.

I reached for the glass but stopped just in time to notice the glint in her eyes.

In an instant, I changed direction, pretending to adjust the necklace around my neck instead.

However, Elsa couldn't stop her outstretched hand in time.

The red wine spilled all over her face, the dark liquid trickling down her neck and staining her pristine white dress. Under the dim glow of the evening lights, it looked just like blooming red roses.

Before I could say anything, Elsa's friend rushed over, pulling out a handkerchief to dab at Elsa's dress.

"Elsa was already apologizing. What more do you want? Do you have any idea how much this dress costs? It's a designer piece!"

turned back to Elsa with a look of concern. "I told you

shot me a glare

looking fragile and pitiful. I couldn't help

she had brought you along, then she wouldn't have been about to spill it,

gaze, still looking as if she might faint at any

friend was completely oblivious to the deeper meaning of my words. She lifted her chin with an air of arrogance. "Of course! If I were here, you wouldn't even have gotten the chance

then, it had been a similar scene. Jeremiah had taken me to a banquet. Before that, Elsa had taken the evening gown that was meant for me, leaving me with no choice but to wear an ill-fitting

a glass of red wine, claiming she wanted to apologize. But just as I accepted her apology and reached for the wine, she seized the opportunity

pitiful expression, the onlookers immediately sided with her. Jeremiah hadn't even hesitated. He abandoned me in the banquet hall and

wasn't going to be that gullible again. The moment she approached me with that glass of wine, I already knew what she was up

intervene, but I gave him a subtle shake of my

the commotion and started looking in

voice wasn't loud, but it was just enough

tears, her pale face leaning into her friend's embrace. "Jane, I already apologized. If you really want to punish me, then fine. But do it at home.

that single sentence, she turned me into the villain yet