"Madam, we're here", the driver announced with a slight turn of his head looking behind at his boss.
Victoria sighed. She hardly got a shut eye dreading this very moment. She was meeting her girlfriends at the golf club and she really wished she could get through the day and skip this part altogether. But she had to, she had to face that vixen of a friend called Kris.
Just why did she talk big about finding Zach a wife? She should have found out his preference first. Now she had practically shot herself in the foot.
"Why? Why? Why?" she whined while hitting her head against the car window.
"Madam!" The driver grew worried when he saw this. Could she be experiencing after-effects from last week's incident? "I'll take you to the hospital", he started the car.
"No, Raymond. I'm", she sighed. "I'm fine. I am Victoria Frost. I've dealt with much worse than this. I'll be fine! This is nothing. I can do this! I can do this! Let's go!!!"
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