Taking two glasses from the tray, she approached me with a polite demeanor and asked softly, “Debra, would you like a glass?”

Just as I was about to refuse, Shirley added with a smile, “Let this drink be a symbol of our reconciliation.

It would be wonderful to bury the hatchet after all the disagreements.

I hope you won’t turn it down, Debra.

Politely, I declined, “Apologies, I’m not accustomed to alcohol, so I’ll pass.

But Shirley persisted, insisting on offering me the drink.

“Debra, please take it.

If you refuse, it’ll mean you haven’t forgiven me.

Her unusual persistence raised my suspicions.

Was there something wrong with the drink?

I found it hard to believe that Shirley would suddenly confess her fault and alter her behavior.

Given her history, this seemed like a potential new ploy to ensnare me.

So, I refused more firmly, saying, “I’m sorry, Shirley, but I really can’t handle alcohol.

And since I have social commitments later with Andrew, it would be inconvenient if I were to become intoxicated.

“It’s fine; you won’t get tipsy!” Shirley insisted, pressing the drink toward me.

“See, it’s just a touch of champagne; it’s quite mild.

Surely, you won’t refuse this kind gesture…”

Before she could finish, the champagne spilled onto my dress, sending an instant chill down my spine.

“Ah!” I let out a small cry and stepped back, but it was too late; my exquisite dress was drenched.

“I’m so sorry, Debra!” Shirley exclaimed, appearing apologetic, yet I caught a brief glimpse of

regret flickering in her eyes before it disappeared.

Feigning fluster, she apologized, “Debra, I’m so sorry.

It’s entirely my fault.

I shouldn’t have pushed you to drink, causing your dress to be ruined.

I feel awful.

It wasn’t clear if it was deliberate, but her voice was loud enough for nearby guests to notice us.

To avoid further embarrassment, I mustered a strained smile and replied, “It’s alright.

Shirley then suggested, “Would you like me to take you to change into another dress? I always carry a spare one for emergencies at events.

You’re welcome to use it if necessary.

Without hesitation, I declined Shirley’s offer.

“That won’t be necessary.

Who knew if this was another one of her traps?

I stepped back and responded coldly, “Shirley, I’m capable of changing by myself.

Without affording her an opportunity to argue, I turned to locate Andrew and inform him of the incident.

However, he was nowhere to be found in the banquet hall, and despite my thorough search, he remained elusive.

A sense of unease crept over me.

Where could Andrew have disappeared so quickly?

Debra’s POV:

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