The scalding tea was met with no hesitation from Arabella Vanderbilt as she pinched Juliana Vanderbilt's chin and poured it directly into her mouth.
"Hmm——"
Her delicate lips were seared with a sharp pain instantly, and Juliana tried to reject it, but as she opened her mouth, the tea rushed in.
After a stabbing pain on her tongue, she soon felt numb, losing all sensation.
A cup of tea was poured, some of it spilling, without leaving a single drop behind.
This all happened in a mere instant.
By the time Oliver Timmerman reacted, Arabella Vanderbilt had already withdrawn the teacup.
Despite it being a very rough action, she seemed to carry it out with extreme elegance. Perched by the window, one could only see their silhouettes, which made the scene resemble an intimate friend tenderly offering water to another.
Then she turned her head calmly, a light, carefree smile on her face, "Would you like more?"
