Her throat felt tight from the heat. She'd had a few drinks at the party and a glass of lemonade. Could there be something wrong?
In the corner, Violet Hargrove glared venomously at Eva Nightingale. That little bitch dared to challenge Isabelle Nightingale, we'll see what happens to her tonight.
Violet Hargrove gave a meaningful look, immediately her bodyguard understood, and headed towards Eva Nightingale.
"Miss, shall we escort you back to your room?!"
"I'm not going..." Eva Nightingale refused, but she was weak, and the two bodyguards grabbed her, forcibly dragging her away.
"Let go of me, don't touch me!" she shouted, "How dare you! Do you think you can touch me at will?"
"Miss, there's no point in resisting," the bodyguard said, pushing her into a room and slamming the door shut, "Bang!!"
"Ah, how dare you, what are you doing!"
However, all the sounds were soon isolated by the door.
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