Snapping back to her senses at the woman's hysterical screams, Yvonne Wallace frowned. A flash of contempt crossed her eyes as she looked at the other woman. "Whether or not I have a fiancé is none of your business, Claire Wallace. You really think you're something special, don't you!" "Yvonne Wallace, you bitch, how dare you speak to me like that." Claire pointed at Yvonne, her entire body trembling with rage.
Ashlyn Paige, who was enjoying the show from the sidelines, couldn't help but scoff at Claire Wallace's unreasonable, shrewish display. 'What kind of freak is this woman? She acts like she owns the world. It's absolutely disgusting.'
Yves Reginald narrowed his eyes, a dangerous glint flashing within them. With a swift movement, he grabbed the hand Claire Wallace was using to point at Yvonne and twisted it.
"AHHH—" A bloodcurdling scream suddenly erupted, attracting the attention of many people nearby.
