Isabella Robinson couldn't hold back her laughter.
She deliberately mimicked Sophia Sullivan's earlier tone, dragging out the syllables.
"Big brother came here just for me~"
The mocking imitation instantly darkened Sophia's expression.
"Dogs will always return to their vomit," Isabella arched a brow. "But flaunting it in public is downright disgusting."
Her gaze swept over Liam Winston's stormy face.
"And I haven't even said the worst part yet."
Chloe Evans' eyes reddened as her fingers clutched Liam's sleeve.
Liam suppressed his anger. "Miss Robinson, just because the Robinson family spoils you doesn't mean you can insult people freely."
He deliberately avoided Isabella's eyes, turning to Sophia instead.
"This woman is a master manipulator. Don't let her use you as a weapon, Miss Robinson."
Remembering Potter's Town, his voice turned icy.
"She pretended to be gentle and caring, then turned ruthless without hesitation."
Isabella suddenly burst into laughter.
"Now I believe it." She nudged Sophia's shoulder. "You really did treat him like a dog on a leash?"
Liam's expression twisted. "What do you mean?"
"It means you're blind." Isabella slung an arm around Sophia. "I've known Sophie for years. Did you really think your petty words would drive us apart?"
She deliberately looked Liam up and down.
"You were the one obsessed with delicate little flowers, so Sophie played along."
"Now that she's dropped the act, you're throwing a tantrum?"
Isabella shook her head in mock pity. "A man who's both stupid and blind is truly rare."
Sophia added coolly, "Some people prefer cheap tea. Can you blame me if they can't recognize quality?"
She recalled Ethan Sullivan's sharp perception in Potter's Town.
Compared to him, Liam had failed to see through her act for three whole years.
Some people were just born stupid.
Their coordinated verbal assault left Liam trembling with rage.
Bound by the Robinson family's influence, he could only grit his teeth.
Chloe forced a smile and pointed to the audience seats.
"The competition is starting soon. Sister should go sit in the back. Wouldn't want you to take the wrong seat."
The implication was clear—Sophia didn't belong in the SVIP section.
Liam tightened his arm around Chloe. "This area isn't for strays."
He raised his voice deliberately.
"Chloe earned her place here through skill. Some people should know better than to force their way in."
Before he finished speaking, a staff member with a red badge approached briskly.
"Good evening, Miss Lemon."
Liam sneered. "What lemon? She's in the wrong place. Escort her out immediately!"
But the staff member walked straight to Sophia instead.
Noticing the champagne in her hand, he bowed respectfully.
"We've prepared red wine for you. The SVIP lounge is ready."
He gestured courteously.
"Outer court champagne is beneath your status."