Chapter 462 A Woman Like That Deserves It

• Because Celia Jeane let her guard down for a split second, the champagne tower that several staff had spent two hours stacking before the party was wrecked in an instant.
• A sharp clatter of glass rang out. Amber liquid poured across the table. Shards scattered everywhere. In that moment, every gaze in the banquet hall snapped toward her.
• Startled by the crash, Celia flinched back on instinct, but she still couldn’t dodge the disaster.