"Your friend is such a rotten whore, Lady Eleanor! Well, considering your social circle, you'll face the consequences too. If I were you––"
Smack!
Before Sofia could finish her sentence, her head suddenly turned sharply to the side, and her cheek felt a stinging pain.
She couldn't believe what had just happened.
She gazed at Eleanor with a deadly look in her eyes, and her voice trembled. "Did you... Did you just slap me?"
"It won't end with just a slap if you keep insulting my friend. Let's go, Rosie, Magda."
Her two shocked friends immediately followed Eleanor out, and Rosalind stuck her tongue out at Sofia.
When Sofia saw the three women leaving, her unbridled fury exploded.
She screamed at the top of her lungs, "AAAAH!! That whore! Wretched slut! What's the use of a pretty face if the heart is rotten!? Cheap slut! I hope she dies a horrible death!"