"Stupid girl, I can't believe she betrayed me, why, why, why?" a voice laced with grief spoke.
The owner of the said voice was seated on a grand black office chair which was behind a glass and gem-inlaid desk.
Holding a black bottle in her hand, the woman made a swirl with her chair, her blonde hair blowing as she turned and when she completed her 360-degree turn, she took a swig from the bottle in her hand.
"And that's enough, Alice, there is no reason for you to get drunk this morning," a woman with red hair and an eye patch over her right eye said, moving forward and quickly seizing the black bottle from the woman's hand.
"How dare you," the blonde woman shouted, her heavy bust jiggling up and down as she reached to seize back the bottle but with the red-haired woman being far stronger than her, she could only grab at the air.
