Chapter 860

The sticky fruit tea and freezing ice cubes splashed all over Lizzie's white fur coat. It was winter, and some ice cubes slipped into her collar, making her gasp from the cold.

"What are you doing?" Lizzie's white fur coat was now ruined. She turned to glare at Eunice.

Eunice replied, "Sorry, my hand slipped. How much was this coat? I'll pay you for it."

With that, Eunice pulled out her checkbook, ever ready to write Lizzie a check. This was the confidence that money could buy.

Yasmin watched the scene from the side, feeling a surge of satisfaction.

She had tolerated Lizzie's sharp tongue for too long. It was time someone put her in her place.

Yasmin reached for the glass of lemon tea beside her and dumped it over Lizzie's head, adding some color to her coat and hair.

Lizzie was so cold that she staggered back a few steps. A lemon slice hit her in the eye, ruining her meticulously done makeup.

She swiped at it with her hand, her long hair dripping with the sweet, cold liquid.