Sarah's words were not particularly loud, but Britney, who happened to be passing by, heard them so clearly that she couldn't help but stop midway and glare venomously at Sarah, who was smirking as her gaze brushed past her.
Britney wasn't a saint, and she had done so many heinous things in her life that she was no amateur when it came to what she was witnessing at the time.
She knew there was something wrong with Sarrah the moment she saw her today. It was as if she was staring at someone who had a plan for her and wanted to take her seriously.
Britney wasn't a fool, and she could see that Sarrah was playing with her, slowly toying with her and making a fool of her.
Everyone knew about her and the taboos of such events, but Sarrah defied this and came dressed in clothes that her husband would never dare to buy for her for they are expensive.
