“Thank you." Ariana patted her chest, conveying her gratitude, before the two of them bowed in unison to the applauding audience.

Outside the venue, Sadie's gaze was locked on the woman on stage, her grip on her glass threatening to shatter it.

It felt like she was losing her mind. Ever since crossing paths with

Ariana, she had become overly paranoid. Now, even a random woman had her suspecting it was Ariana.

To make matters worse, this woman had danced the opening dance with

Holden. Jealousy was gnawing at Sadie's heart, driving her close to madness.

Sadie's glare was fixed on the figure on stage. She turned to leave, her mind consumed by fury.

Unaware of the Little boy playing behind her, Melon, she collided with him head-on, almost as if she'd kicked him.

The glass in her grasp sloped in the process, the drink staining her skirt.

Unable to feign composure any Longer, Sadie's facade crumbled. Already infuriated, she redirected her anger toward the child and scolded him vehemently, “Can't you watch where you're going? Are you blind?!"

Melon felt unjustly scolded. He was the one who had been bumped into, yet he dutifully apologized, "I'm sorry."

However, Sadie had seemingly found an outlet for her frustration and persisted, “Look at my dress now. What are you going to do to make up for it? Kids these days have no manners whatsoever."

Her disdain for children was evident in her brusque attitude. Observing

Melon's continued silence, she taunted, “Never mind, it's clear you're an ill-mannered child brought here by someone equally clueless. Your parents must be morons to allow you to run around at a formal event like this."

Initially stung by Sadie's words, Melon's hurt transformed into anger when he heard her insult his mother. He shot back with unwavering volume, “You bumped into me first, you mean lady, ugly witch! My mom is a hundred times better than you. You bumped into someone and didn't even say sorry, yet you're arguing with a kid. Nobody's going to Like you!"

Melon wasn't content with words alone. He stepped forward and attempted to push Sadie, though his effort barely moved her an inch.

Nevertheless, his actions provoked Sadie's annoyance.

Driven to fury, Sadie poised herself to retaliate, but Melon's fear overpowered him, causing him to swiftly hide beneath the nearby table.

Wanting to pull him out, Sadie's intent was interrupted by an event organizer approaching her. The organizer said, “Miss Pierre, there's an interview waiting for you over there.”

Though she sent a fierce glare toward the person hidden under the table, Sadie had no choice but to leave.