Chapter 88

Under the gaze of countless eyes, Heather held a plate in her hand, devouring her food, completely unfazed. Andrea, on the other hand, couldn't take it anymore and quietly protested in a furious whisper. "That is just too much! You've been running around nonstop preparing for this gala, and you haven't even gotten any rest in the past few days. Yet Madam Crane goes ahead and brings the mistress here to show her off! "I can't believe I used to think Esme and Mr. Harlan were the perfect couple. Turns out they're nothing more than a bitch and a scumbag!" After she was done venting, Andrea turned around, only to find that Heather had moved on to dessert. She groaned in frustration. "How can you still eat right now, Ms. Lovegood?" Heather looked up at her blankly. "Why can't I?" She was starving. "You should fight back!" "I already have," Heather replied casually, her eyes still scanning the dessert table. "You have? When? How?" Andrea asked, growing even more confused. Heather a