Winter Augusta

An evil glint passed through Winter Augusta's eyes as she glared at the lady in a red dress. 

She continued to glare at the lady in a red dress as the latter approached a few people, involving herself in a few discussions, while others called for her attention. 

Winter raised her glass to take a sip of her champagne, her red lips leaving a mark on the edge of the glass. Her eyes remained locked on Michelle, tracking her every movement with the intensity of a predator observing its prey.

Intentionally, Winter stood in the way of Michelle, her back facing the latter. Michelle wasn't looking and bumped into Winter. 

"Oh my goodness! I'm so sorry, I didn't see you there. Are you okay?" Michelle asked with concern laced in her tone. 

Deep down, she was only posing to be concerned about the person she bumped into. She checked herself, making sure nothing spilled on her dress.