Diana ignored them and rushed out to the dance floor. She pushed through the crowd and saw Antonette lying on the floor, unable to stand.
"Antonette!" Diana raced to Antonette's side.
She was too frightened to move and didn't want everyone to see her ruined makeup.
Diana struggled to move Antonette's arms that were covering her face and asked worriedly, "Antonette, are you okay?"
Anna had lost interest in Antonette. But seeing this rube now had a companion, Anna was interested again. Holding a glass of champagne, Anna walked slowly over to them.
"Antonette, I can hold you. Let's get you out of here." Diana struggled to help Antonette to her feet.
"Did I say she could go?" Anna said, a hint of aggression in her voice.
Diana looked up at her. There was no doubt this smug bitch had been the one making trouble with Antonette.
