It was too sudden, too unexpected.
Tears immediately filled her eyes. Anguish, anger, confusion, embarrassment surfaced at the same time.
"Why? Why? She's the wrong one. You should slap her, not me!" She pointed at Nathalia while staring at Frank.
I want to strangle her to death. How wonderful the world would be if she was dead now! Ahhh, I have to kill her. She has to vanish forever!
Nathalia leaned in Spencer's arms and watched Evette indifferently.
The first game had ended, and it was clear who the winner was. It was unnecessary to continue for now.
Just leave it like this now. Nathalia thought.
