"My stomach! My stomach!" Miss Zhou had already fallen to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably.
Victoria, frightened, quickly stepped aside.
God is her witness, she hadn't touched her at all.
The blueberry cheesecake was made on Miss Zhou's demand, it was her who threw it on the ground, stepped on it, and she was the one who fell by herself in the end.
This had absolutely nothing to do with Victoria Talkington.
People had already crowded around Miss Zhou, helping her up and carrying her upstairs.
Miss Zhou cried out like a slaughtered pig, "My stomach... don't touch my stomach..."
Miss Liu's mother was running around in a panic, she turned around suddenly, pointing at Victoria: "You've done a great deed! Hmph! If anything happens to the child in Miss Zhou's stomach, how are you going to explain to the lady and master!"
After saying these words, Miss Liu's mother also rushed upstairs.
Only Miss Liu's son remained downstairs.
