Chapter 33; Fight escalates

Page looked down at her dress in disbelief and scoffed.

“Did this bitch just pour wine on my dress?” She muttered. Rowan moved to get up from his chair to put Irene in her place but Page used her hand to push him back down on his chair, stunning him with her strength.

Page narrowed her eyes on Irene, glaring at her.

“You poured wine on my dress," she scoffed calmly as if she was trying to process what had happened.

“Can't you see? I did and I would do it over and over again, a million and one times if I have to,” she victoriously stated.

“Really?" Page asked.

Taking three strides towards Irene, she grabbed a half bottle of red wine from the bucket of ice that sat on the table beside her. Savagely, she turned the bottle over above Irene's head. She was bewildered. When Page had poured the entirety of the bottle's content on Irene, she smiled satisfactorily and dropped the bottle on the table closest to her.

“Why did you do that!" Irene frustratedly screamed as she touched her dripping