Vera Wave squinted, recognizing the approaching figure, and her lips curled into a cold smile. When the person was a few steps away, she abruptly turned her head.
Irene Spencer, who had been approaching, was startled and stopped abruptly.
"What is it?" Vera eyed her with a cold smile. "Are you planning to push me over?"
"You…" Irene was taken aback and tried to laugh it off nervously. "Vera, what are you talking about? I...why would I push you? I just wanted to come over and congratulate you."
Vera chuckled lightly. "I was just joking with you, Irene. Why are you so nervous?"
"I...I'm not nervous!" Irene immediately tried to cover it up, extending her glass. "Vera, congratulations...on your upcoming marriage."
Pretend, keep pretending!
Vera smirked inwardly, raising her glass to clink with Irene's.
"Thank you, Irene."
Irene's gaze fell on Kris Cooper, who was climbing the stairs with a tray of pastries and fruit. She immediately raised her voice.
