Chapter 257

"Is slapping someone really that big of a deal? Madeline, are you hinting I should smack you right now?" Elizabeth casually handed her wine glass to Rebecca, signaling her to back off. She already had a good idea of what kind of drama queen Mrs. Parker was—no need for Rebecca to get dragged in and end up being yelled at too. Madeline scoffed. Seriously? This was her turf, and Elizabeth actually dared to talk about hitting her? What a joke. "Do you even know where you are? Not afraid I'll have the bodyguards toss you out?" She straightened her back. This was her place, her rules, and her husband was right here too. As if Elizabeth could take them both on. Sensing things were about to turn messy, Rebecca quietly stepped aside. She wasn't about to just watch Elizabeth throw hands. She tried squeezing through the crowd to grab Alexander, but all those people hovering around him—both guys and girls—weren't giving her a shot. Sophie noticed Rebecca's flustered look and stepped over. "What's