Uliana stood there, drenched from head to toe in greasy leftovers, her delicate features twisted in outrage.
Seething, she lunged for Sabrina.
Sabrina sidestepped easily and dusted off her hands, completely unfazed. “Perfect timing. You should really have a doctor check you over—who knows what nasty germs you might’ve picked up from me.”
Celine and Elena finally snapped out of their shock and rushed to restrain the furious Uliana.
She was a mess—utterly humiliated, in front of a restaurant full of onlookers.
They were high society girls; throwing a tantrum in public was beneath them. Years of etiquette training kept Uliana from screaming at the top of her lungs, though her trembling hand pointed furiously at Sabrina. “You… you… I’m calling the police!”
Sabrina stood, smoothing back her hair with a sly smile. “Great idea. Let’s have the police see how a defenseless girl managed to fight off three bullies—and came out on top.”
She gestured to the security cameras, covering every inch of the restaurant.
Celine’s heart skipped a beat. She’d completely forgotten about the cameras. All those nasty things Uliana and Elena had shouted…
No way. If this got out, they’d be the ones at fault. Worse, the internet would probably paint Sabrina as a brave girl standing up to bullies—and the three of them would become exactly that.
Elena, losing her temper, grabbed her purse and swung it at Sabrina.
Celine was quick, grabbing her arm. “Elena, calm down! You’re a Foster!”
The words snapped Elena out of her rage. Of course. She was the Foster family’s heiress—how could she throw away her reputation over some lunatic?
Still, she couldn’t just stand there and let this little nobody insult them. Uliana had already been struck…
Uliana, cheeks streaked with oily scraps, was trembling with anger. This was beyond humiliating. If she let Sabrina get away with this, she’d never live it down. Dignity be damned—she grabbed a glass from the table and hurled it at Sabrina.
But Sabrina, having watched Uliana’s every move, ducked at the last second.
The glass sailed past Sabrina and shattered against another table, showering a group of diners.

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