Second Chance At Love by Iris Mignon

Chapter 156

If the speaker were only targeting her, Sophia would not speak up. However, the speaker had dragged Luna in, and her words were insulting Sophia couldn’t stand for it.

Sophia looked up and saw an enchanting face. The woman was wearing a red strapless gown and holding a wine glass. Her curly hair was loose and swayed flirtatiously as she walked.

Sophia searched her mind but could not remember her.

However, when Sophia recalled how the woman had gritted her teeth when she mentioned Luna just now, and combined it with the possible guests coming tonight, Sophia guessed she was Majorie Huss, the daughter of the owner of Rester Bank and West’s fiancée.

One’s character and upbringing could easily be seen through their speech. Majorie was ill mannered as she used “slut” easily.

“Glorion is a five–star business club. Security has always been strict. Who let the bitch in?” Sophia asked. Although her voice was not loud, it attracted the attention of the guests around her.

Majorie was caught by surprise and blurted out, “Who are you calling a bitch?”

took a sip of the juice on the table, “Whoever answers

would be the center of attention. People fawned over

high heels, Majorie shouted, “Am I wrong? If Luna wasn’t low, she

interrupting Majorie’s increasingly

the time everyone got over their shock, she had already

first time Sophia had slapped someone in public. She had no choice. Majorie was simply asking for

she couldn’t push all the blame onto Luna. It was one thing to slap Luna a few days ago, but now Majorie even wanted to expose their affair

shock. She would never have thought Sophia would be so arrogant to slap her publicly. “Bitch, how dare you hit

at Majorie’s swollen face for a moment. Then, she pretended to be flustered and said, “Y–you’re Majorie Huss, the eldest daughter of the owner

saw the fear on Sophia’s face, she felt superior again. “If you know what’s good for you, kneel and

ll let you off then…” ten times. I

could finish, Sophia reminded her with a smile, “Dream on.”

breathe. The shame of being slapped publicly surged in her heart. She suddenly raised her hand to splash the red wine at

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