<b>Chapter </b><b>21</b>
Cara remained silent, looking at Walter indifferently, her fists clenched.
Apologizel Walter repeated, pointing to the spill on the marble floor. “Clean it up”
Tamara continued to y the saint. “Walter, it’s okay. I’ll get the cleaning staff.” She knew Walter was obsessed with cleanliness and wouldn’t tolerate
the mess.
“Sure. I’ll do it” ra <b>bent </b>and picked up the cup from the floor. There was still some remaining inside. Suddenly, she straightened and poured the coffee on Tamara, She was so fast that Tamara couldn’t react in time.
Tamara’s exquisite makeup was ruined. Even Walter’s suit had some stains.
Tamara was stunned. She didn’t expect ra to be so bold before Walter.
<b>ra </b>dusted off her hands, shrugged, and apologized, “I’m sorry.” She smiled and pointed to the first coffee stain on Tamara. “If I bumped into you jus! now, the stain would be higher and there would be <b>a </b>stter. However, if you identally <b>spilled </b>it on yourself, it would form a spill–and<b>–</b><b>drag </b>pattern, and the stain would be lower. I don’t see any stter on you, and the stain is lower. What do you think? If you recall, perhaps you’ll remember what happened just now?”
Tamara had noeback. Her lie was exposed. She underestimated Tamara, failed to set her up, and ended up embarrassing herself. Tamara’s pale face
flushed.
Walter narrowed his sharp eyes, his handsome face cold and stern.
ra nced at Walter. “Since <b>you </b>insisted I apologize, I have to do something worthy of it, right? Otherwise, <b>how </b>unfair will it be? I’m sorry, I’ll pay <b>for </b>the dry cleaning.”
Tamara looked at Walter and tried to salvage the situation. “No need, <b>ra</b>. <b>You’re </b>right. Maybe I identally spilled it myself. It’s not your <b>fault</b>. No need to apologize. I’ll be more careful next time. Although <b>she </b><b>was </b><b>humiliated</b>, <b>Tamara </b><b>could </b>only swallow her pride.
ra sneered, “How do you know my name? Have we met?” ra exposed Tamara for knowing her, and her rtionship with Walter, and that was <b>why</b>
<b>Tamara </b>tried to frame her.
<b>Tamara </b>Froze. She was rendered speechless again.
ra didn’t wait for Tamara’s answer. She scrutinized Tamara and raised her eyebrows. Her smile was insincere. “You’re right. Of course, you <b>would </b>know who I <b>am</b>.” <b>ra’s </b>words were vague but hinted at something.
Tamara’s face turned ck. Was ra hinting that she knew of <b>ra’s </b>rtionship with Walter and decided toe between them anyway? However, to maintain <b>her </b>image, Tamara could only force augh and endure it.
<b>ra </b>looked coldly at Walter. “Sorry, Mr. Colon. I quit!” She took out the resignation letter prepared for Richard and threw it at Walter. Then, she dashedText property ? N?vel(D)ra/ma.Org.
out.
Walter watched ra disappear. He looked at his stained suit and recalled the pst time. How did he not know before that ra <b>could </b>be so prickly?