The last string of patience holding her back from doing something outrageous crumbled down with Dina’s inappropriate question.
Emma grabbed her half-full wine glass and splashed its contents on Dina’s face.
“You—” Dina widened her eyes in shock and quickly got up. “Do you have any idea how expensive this dress is?”
Without saying anything, Emma grabbed the plate of fries and dumped it on her before throwing the ketchup on her so-called expensive dress.
“You—” When Dina raised her hand to slap her, Emma caught her wrist mid-air.
Emma smirked and tightened her grip on Dina’s forearm as the latter winced in pain. “Such delicate hands. You should keep them safe.”
When she let go of her hand, Dina glared at her. “You are such a—” A harsh slap cut the insult short.
The commotion between the cousins quickly gathered all the attention of the staff and customers in the club.
