Chapter 391

"What the heck are you doing?!" The empty bowl that just held porridge landed right in front of Nora Kane, startling her out of her skin. "I didn't even insult you! It's just small talk at the table, okay? What, now I can't say a few things about some random D-list celeb in the entertainment circle? Or are you really serious about taking every word as if I'm talking about your bestie, Miss Heiress?" Claire stared her down, eyes icy, her voice colder still. "You brought up my friend, used her name at the table, and you think I'd just sit there? Honestly, if I'd had porridge in that bowl, you'd be wearing it right now. Consider yourself lucky I'd finished eating before you started your little show." Had she started while Claire's spoon was still in motion, that bowl wouldn't have been empty. Claire's cold gaze hit too sharp—so sharp Nora didn't even dare to talk back. Even though her mind was screaming, furious that she was being linked to a nobody wannabe star. I mean, what's with this