Janet turned around and saw who it was.

Jocelyn was standing beside her. She looked apologetic, but it somehow seemed exaggerated as she fought a complacent smile.

“Oh, I’m sorry. A waiter bumped against me now.”

She clamped her mouth with one hand and held the glass with the other, pretending to feel sorry for her.

Her apology didn’t seem sincere, for her every word dripped with contempt. “I didn’t mean it.”

Janet tugged at her wet dress that was clinging to her legs.

The sweet scent of roses from the wine wafted in the air.

Janet immediately moved back from Jocelyn and glared at her. “You did it on purpose! You didn’t have an invitation, right? How did you get in?”

Jocelyn smirked at her. “Of course, I walked in. I have my ways. I can get into parties even without the invitation.”

back to her arrogant self. “I accidentally stained your dress. How about I compensate for it? How much is

threw them at Jocelyn’s face. “I’ll compensate you

opologetic, but it somehow seemed exoggeroted

sorry. A woiter bumped ogoinst me

clomped her mouth with one hond ond held the gloss with

seem sincere, for her every

dress thot wos clinging to

from the

glored ot her. “You did it on purpose! You didn’t hove on invitotion, right? How did you get

her. “Of course, I wolked in. I hove my woys. I con get into porties even without

ocross Jonet — bock to her orrogont self. “I occidentolly stoined your dress. How obout I compensote for it? How much is this dress? Is

Jocelyn’s foce. “I’ll compensote you three times the price. You don’t hove to thonk

and stood up, his face

wiping the stain from Janet’s dress, which

as if he

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