The spot stained with red wine was torn off by Jane Quinlan and thrown aside.
She looked at the girl with a smile and curved eyes: "It's okay, you go eat."
"I'm so sorry, really sorry."
The girl quickly escaped from the crowd as if fleeing.
The people around Jane Quinlan looked at her with admiring eyes.
Seeing her comfortable demeanor, Wendy gritted her teeth in hatred.
This woman, daring to steal the spotlight like this, it's infuriating.
Evie Larkin looked at Jane Quinlan with concern: "Are you really okay? Your dress also seems expensive."
"It's fine, no matter how expensive the dress is, it's not as important as a person's dignity.
The girl was terrified, I couldn't let her take the blame.
Moreover, it wasn't intentional."
Evie Larkin sighed, looking at her: "How can you be so nice?"
Jane Quinlan pursed her lips, looked up and smiled faintly at Kay Forrest among the crowd.
It was then Kay Forrest clapped his hands and walked up to Jane Quinlan.
