All Her Secrets

Catherine knew she should be responsible for knocking down the teacup, so she got up from the chair and prepared to apologize.

However, the woman glared at Catherine. Before Catherine could say something, she bombarded Catherine with curses, “Are you blind? Or is your arm broken? How come you can’t even hold a teacup still? Do you know how costly my dress is?”

The woman noticed that Catherine dressed more poorly than a maid and thought she was a cleaner here, so she pushed further.

“You need to get on your knees and apologize to me. Otherwise, I’ll tell the owner here to fire you, and I’ll make sure you don’t get another job in Casier for the rest of your life.”

Some people around them recognized Catherine, but none of them reminded that woman of who Catherine was.

It would be a good show, and who would want to miss it?

Besides, they were all competitors today. It would be great if they could have one less powerful rival.

Being watched by a crowd of people, the woman whose dress was tainted with tea did not feel embarrassed but instead superior and became even more bossy.

“Did you hear what I said? I asked you to kneel and wipe my dress clean. Are you deaf or what?”

Catherine sneered.

She thought, “You want me to kneel before you?

“Are you daydreaming?

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stayed motionless, the woman could not hold back her rage and reached out

Suddenly…

it! No one can touch

voice sounded, which drew the crowd’s

and saw the man who spoke was Mr. David, the host of today’s party. They automatically split up

stick in his hand and strode toward

before them, he pointed at the woman with his finger while displeasure

when a middle-aged man dashed over to her and

David and said apologetically, “I’m so sorry, Mr. David. My wife didn’t mean to offend you. Please forgive her

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to squander, the woman was always overbearing and scolded the others. She thought it

her husband had to stand up to smooth things over. They could not afford to displease the big

said icily with sarcasm and scorn, “I don’t need her apology, but your wife should apologize to

at Catherine, who stood

she asked with a hint of astonishment,

He looked as if he had heard something astounding. “You said she’s a cleaner? That’s ridiculous! You and your husband should be the ones who kneel and beg for her forgiveness, not simply apologize to her orally. What an ignorant and stupid

bucket of ice water

observed aside. She did not speak a word since she stood up, but the person who accused