Accident

Emily watched with a mixture of disdain and apprehension as Hazel and Lily entered the café, their bodyguards stationed outside. Her lips curled into a mocking smirk at the sight of their ostentatious arrangements.

As Hazel settled into the seat across from her, Emily's expression remained cool and calculated.

"I had never been treated like that. He had never treated me in this way," she remarked, her tone dripping with bitterness and resentment.

Hazel, undeterred by Emily's sarcasm, calmly removed her sunglasses, revealing eyes that held a steely resolve.

"Ms. Emily, then I will tell you were lucky," she retorted, her voice tinged with a hint of superiority.

Emily's smirk faltered momentarily, replaced by a look of defiance.

"Lucky?" she scoffed, her tone laced with skepticism.

Hazel leaned forward, her gaze unwavering.

"Because I am the one who was dying for his attention," Emily declared, her words cutting through the tension like a knife.

Hazel's disbelief turned into a mixture of