Chapter 129
“What? Cat got your tongue?” That woman grinned like she’d got something on me. She clearly thought I had no backing, and before I could react—smack, a slap came flying straight at me!
Everyone turned to look. Even Lena Carter, who had been enjoying the show, froze in shock.
In this kind of high-society event, people usually keep up appearances, no matter how fake they are in private. Someone openly acting this entitled and spoiled? Rare sight indeed.
She didn’t pull her punch either—my cheek burned instantly, like she held a personal vendetta.
Good thing my years of taekwondo didn’t go to waste. Instinct kicked in. I didn’t even think, just threw her over my shoulder. She landed flat on her back, a total mess on the floor.
She screamed in pain, cursing like crazy. “Sophie Johnson! You bitch…!”
The second I heard my name, my brows lifted.
So she knew me. That whole act earlier, treating me like the help, was totally intentional—just to humiliate me.
I was still piecing it together when

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