Even Joes was knocked against the wall and felt a sharp pain in her shoulder.
"Hiss ..."
Joes took in a deep breath and furrowed her brows tightly. She was still holding onto the two remaining bottles of red wine.
The bottle was supposed to be in his arms, but because of the impact, he couldn't hold it steadily and it fell to the ground.
She looked up and saw a smug look on the face of the woman who I had deliberately bumped into. Her coat was stained with red wine.
"What are you doing!"
The woman preempted him. Her sharp voice was filled with strength as she pointed at her coat in disbelief.
"You actually spilled red wine on me. Do you know how expensive my clothes are?!"
The woman's tone was overbearing, and she looked at Joes with a hint of jealousy.
An unexpected disaster!
Joes squinted her eyes slightly, and a wave of anger surged in her heart. She was not a Ninja Turtle, so why should she endure it?
