chapter1171

Marilyn found Maisie, Yara, Tina, and Lucinda already sitting together, so she joined them.

Maisie kept glancing over at Lydia, her lips curling in a sneer. "She actually showed up? After everything?"

Maisie had always been close with Rosie, and ever since Rosie ended up in jail, Maisie's mood had been dark.

Marilyn leaned in, a sly smile on her face. She lowered her voice, Lydia's gotten way too full of herself lately. Why don't we do something to knock her down a notch, embarrass her a little?"

Lucinda just smirked and swirled her juice, saying nothing. If Lydia couldn't get along with her schoolmates, that was her own problem.

Maisie's eyes flashed. "I've had enough of Lydia. Today's the perfect chance, and I'm not letting her off easy. I have to stand up for Rosie.

Yara jumped in, eager to stir things up. "Exactly. She always acts like she's better than everyone else. If we can humiliate her tonight at the birthday party, maybe she'll finally quit acting so superior."

Tina and Lucinda exchanged a quick look. They didn't say anything, but they weren't stopping this either.

Meanwhile, Lydia was ready to leave. She felt like she'd already done what she came to do, and she leaned toward Juna and Lincoln to say she was heading out. That's when she noticed Maisie walking toward them, wine glass in hand, swaying like she was on a catwalk.

Maisie's heart hammered in her chest, a mix of nervousness and excitement. She kept picturing Lydia's face-surprised, embarrassed, covered in red wine.

Maisie arrived at their table and forced a bright, fake smile. "Well, if it isn't our little genius."

Lydia looked at her calmly. What do you want?"

Maisie twirled her glass, her smile stiff. Nothing, really. I just figured I'd say hi. We are classmates, after all."

As she spoke, she took another step forward, raising her wine glass, clearly about to throw the whole thing at Lydia.

But Lydia wasn't caught off guard. The second Maisie's hand moved,

Lydia stood up quickly stepped!

aside, and firmly pushed Maisie's arm away.

Maisie let out a yelp as she lurched forward, completely losing her balance. The wine glass slipped from her hand and flipped through the a splashing red wine allover Maisie herself.

The room went silent for a moment as everyone turned to look. Then the laughter

started people couldn't help themselves.

"What just happened?"

"Isn't that Victoria's granddaughter?"

"How did she end up covered in her own wine?"

"That's priceless!"

Maisie's face burned with

embarrassment and fury. She couldnt believe their master plan had backfired so spectacularly, and now she was the center of

everyone's jokes.

Lydia, you did that on purpose! Maisie shouted, pointing at her, her voice shaking.

Lydia just shrugged, looking completely unbothered. "How could I have done it on purpose? You just tripped over your own feet."

Juna, who had seen the whole thing, grinned and added, "Wow, is this your new party trick? You really know how to make an entrance."