Chapter 1376 Dealing with Mila
The waiter's panicked voice followed, "I'm so sorry, Mrs. Roach, I didn't mean to. Are you okay?"
Rachel looked at the waiter in front of her. Could this really be a coincidence?
It was obvious Mila had orchestrated this.
Elmer walked over in a few strides and took Rachel's hand. "You alright?"
Rachel shook her head. She glanced over at Natalie, who was not far away. She hadn't expected to be so close to Natalie but unable to call out to her. Elmer stood in front of her, blocking her view. Rachel had no choice but to look at the white clown mask in front of her. "Elmer, Mila told this waiter to spill wine all over me. I want payback!"
Elmer said, "Do whatever you need to do. You're Mrs. Roach, the daughter-in-law of Isaac Roach, the top dog in the East District. What are you afraid of? If anything happens, the Roach Family's got your back!"
Rachel took a deep breath. She was going to find Mila and settle this once and for all!
In the lounge, Mila had changed into another dress.
But it was a backup dress, stylish but not the right size. Mila took a deep breath and finally managed to zip it up. She looked at herself in the mirror. Mila's looks were quite ordinary, despite her good family background. In the socialite circle, her appearance was very average.
The man she liked preferred Cara, the illegitimate daughter, so naturally, Mila wanted to take it out on Cara. Who would have thought she'd run into Rachel today?
"Give me the contact info for that plastic surgeon you recommended last time." Mila's face was heavily made up, and she noticed her face looked stiff in the mirror. The last surgery hadn't healed well.
"Mila, what's the deal with that Mrs. Roach? She seems like someone you don't want to mess with," a friend said.
Mila replied, "She's probably just like Cara, an illegitimate child with a shady background."
"Yeah, I mean, who in their right mind would marry Elmer? She might be a widow tomorrow, ha ha ha."
The lounge erupted in laughter.
At the door, Rachel heard them calling Elmer a dead man walking and her a future widow. She took a deep breath and kicked the door open.
The laughter inside stopped abruptly.
Mila's eyes widened. "Who let you in here?"
Rachel grabbed a bottle of red wine, opened it, and walked over to Mila. She poured the wine over Mila's head. "I'm here to teach you some manners, courtesy of your mother."
Mila raised her hand to slap Rachel, but Rachel caught her wrist and slapped Mila instead.
Mila clutched her left cheek, her chest heaving in shock. "How dare you hit me!"
"I told you, I'm here to teach you some manners!" Rachel said, slapping Mila again.
"Bitch!" Mila looked at her friends. "What are you standing around for? Help me!"
One of the socialites moved to help but was kicked aside by Rachel.
The socialite cried out, clutching her leg and sitting on the floor.
Rachel sneered at her. "Mila calls you a bitch, and you still come to help her? Your family sucking up to Mila won't do any good. She doesn't genuinely want to be friends with you. She just uses you, and you know it."
"Mila, apologize now, or you'll see what I'll do to you."
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