"Miss, I'm sorry, but I think you are already drunk. I would like to escort you out, as you no longer fit to attend this event." A security personnel respectfully said to Nancy, as she downed another glass of champagne.
"What... drunk? I am not drunk! Leave me alone!" she hissed. Drunk? Of course not! She was just too agitated, staring at Jennie's back all night!
"But Miss..."
"Leave me alone if you still want to keep your job!" she threatened, throwing a fierce glance at the man in front of her. Seeing Nancy's scary glare, the young man gulped before he decided to leave the woman alone.. After all, everyone here had influential background. He would not want to offend someone powerful.
Nancy couldn't help but feel disappointed in herself. She was still incomparable to Jennie. No matter what she did, she could never compare to her.
However, did Jennie think that this night would end just like this? Did she think that she, Kim Nancy , would just let her ruin all her plans for this night?
That would never happen!
She picked up another glass of champagne, as she made her way to the lounge. She looked at Lisa, who was busy talking to some businessmen. Then, she glared at Jennie, who was standing few feet away from him, acting as a perfect bodyguard. How hateful.
Nancy made her way to Lisa before picking up second glass of champagne that she was planning to give him. Of course, this was not her original plan at all.
Nancy took the long way towards Lisa. It would make her walk in front of Jennie. Then, before she could reach Jennie, she purposely tripped and fell towards her with two glasses of champagne in hand.
Her plan was very simple. She wanted to satisfy her agitation by throwing wine on Jennie. She wanted to drench that b*tch in alcohol and embarrass her. Afterwards, she would act as if she had just realized Jennie was her sister and start another round of drama.
Of course, she would have never thought that Jennie could be so quick to avoid her and the wine that was coming her way. When she noticed that Jennie was not in front of her anymore, she had already been halfway to the floor, her hands up in front of her face to protect herself.
Nancy could only let out a painful squeal when she hit the floor, as she instantly felt the pain, shooting from her ankle and pinky finger. She must have sprain her ankle and fingers!
"Miss Nancy... are you okay?" one of the guest, who recognized her immediately, approached her and lend her a hand so she could get up from her pitiful state.
Nancy was currently seething in anger, amidst the shooting pain that she felt from her ankle. She was drenched with champagne, her hair sticking everywhere, and her clothes showing that she was not wearing any underwear underneath.
Seeing her current state, the one who helped her, immediately take off his jacket and gave it to her.
However, it was already too late. Many people had already seen her disheveled state . Nancy instantly fumed as she pointed at Jennie. "You! It's your fault!"
"Excuse me?" Jennie stifled a laugh. "How is it my fault?"
"You... You did not catch me when I was about to trip! You are even laughing at me now!" she raged. "It is a part of your job! Why did you move out of my way instead of catching me? Huh?"
