Chapter 121. I Wasn’t Flirting

CHARLOTTE

Zoey gasped loudly, her eyes widened in shock.

A few heads glanced toward us.

“YOU. THREW. YOUR. DRINK. AT. ME.” She said it as though she couldn’t process the whole thing.

I made a sad face. “Poor thing, are you going to cry? How does it feel being on the receiving end?”

She wanted to attack me, but Musa stopped her, holding her back.

“Take your hands off me, you fool!”

“Musa, you should let her act like the child she is, cause a scene, and make this party a disaster.”

“Let go of me! Let me show her how much of a child I can be, old undesirable fat pig!” She snapped.

I looked up and saw Robert approaching with hurried steps.

I smirked. “Look, the scriptwriter is coming this way,” I said sweetly. “Musa, a lot of surprises are about to happen, so don’t be shocked by his actions or statements. It’s a family thing.” I told Musa.

Zoey was becoming more and more angry, which I enjoyed, of course.

“Jealous I