Chapter 142 - The Party (3) (1/2)

”How did you come up with these drinks?” Yulee walked toward us with a drink in her hand.

I didn't answer as I guilty avoided facing the drinks. Sienna would do something about this, wouldn't she? Although, Sienna sat down on a chair, being comforted by Delia with her eyes glistening from the dazzling lights.

”Its effects are extraordinary that it makes me want to hog all of them for myself,” She covered her mouth as she laughed.

”It hasn't been fully tested yet,” Luke revealed to his cousin-in-law.

Yulee's eyes glinted from the news as she soon pondered deeply enough to not notice Jules behind her. Jules, not knowing anything, drank some sips of the goblet. Ben groaned from the problem of having to deal with the rude guests.

”But, there's no negative side effects just yet,” I mumbled.

When Sienna looked like she was about to cry, even with Delia's support, I decided to clean the mess. It was time to get rid of these rude guests. If I couldn't kick them out, I would make them kick themselves out.

I was able to walk slowly after practicing walking with Luke in these heels. I walked to our guests and stumbled onto the floor when I bumped into them. When they turned around, tears welled up in my eyes like they had been the ones to push me onto the floor.

I pretended to look up to them in fear as the bottom of my heels broke. My legs were muddled with small circles of purple and green from the marbled tiled floors. I had to hold in my happiness from putting my shoes off since they weren't wearable anymore.

”I'm sorry,” I trembled in front of them.

”No, we should've watched where we were going,” the guest offered me his hand.

I faintly shivered when he got closer to me. Could I refuse his hand? This had to be the one time they followed the proper etiquette! I expected them to stay there, watching me gather some supporters to kick themselves out while boasting about their new skills.

I hesitantly accepted his hand to fall back on the ground when I loosened my grip in the process. Now it really appeared like they were bullying me. It didn't make sense that I would fall back down if they really wanted to help. If they had any shame, they would leave now.

But when I looked up, they kindly looked at me with more worry clearly apparent in their eyes. These people were good with their acting. I really had to pull out more of my acting skills that improved as I lived with Luke.

”Did Rika do something wrong?” I spoke as if I was a young, innocent child.

I hoped this worked even though I appeared to be at most a year younger than them. Tears dripped down my cheeks as I subtly accused them of pushing me down. The ballroom became almost silent as everyone keenly listened in.

”I apologize if my grip wasn't tight enough,” He slightly bowed.

Ugghhh! Why wasn't this working? At this rate, I looked like the bad one who schemed this to happen. I gave up! When he offered me his hand again, I accepted with no trickery to stand back up. But from my broken heels, I crashed onto the buffet table beside me.

I tasted iron from blood dripping from my forehead. The sharp plates had grazed my face as this time they looked at me with subtle hints of panic. The bruises on my legs were nothing compared to the blood that wouldn't clot.

My dress was soaked with pools of blood as I stopped moving. If someone just walked in, then they may have mistaken the place as a crime scene. The rest of my limbs went limp as I leaned against the table.