The party

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“You are someone we have never seen at a function that Mrs. Mackenzie threw. What is your name dear?" A woman asked with excitement, believing that if the woman in front of her came from a wealthy family, she would advise her son to go after her. In addition, the girl was really stylish and attractive.

"Monica," Monica's response was curt yet lazy, as she grabbed a glass of juice from a waiter. She did not feel to be cautious until she was supplied anything to eat or drink. It was safe to consume this freshly squeezed apple juice. Additionally, Monica felt that neither Katherine nor Jayla could make her impart anything as long as she was preoccupied with something. In contrast, Katherine's stares were cutting into her skin, but at least she was getting a response; otherwise, she wouldn't be having any fun tormenting them.

"Umm! Monica... And," The same woman raised her voice with a pursed smile. She looked a little impatience only with the name because without knowing the surna