Meanwhile, Amabel was dancing wildly as if she was in the grasslands.
She has been plotting, thinking about how to take Philippa down and earn some brownie points from Daphne, but who could have foreseen that Philippa didn't disappoint. To make matters interesting, she was so pissed and currently in a favorable condition that will make her so pissed off by a simple provocation.
If she doesn't use this chance to cause some damage to Philippa, then she wouldn't be called Amabel. With that thought in mind, the shock in her eyes quickly vanished, replaced by a humble and polite smile as she looked at Philippa, coinciding with Philippa who was also raising her head.
When Philippa who was thinking that it was some customers who came over saw that it was that little vixen she hated so much, she clenched her teeth, hatred overwhelming her.
