"So what if the box fell? If it broke, then you won't have to embarrass yourself on stage!" She snorted derisively, pivoting on her stilettos to leave.
Chloe, with an icy gaze, watched her. She slipped her foot under the pointed heel of her stiletto and yanked it back just as the woman was about to take another step. With that, the woman stumbled, her box flew into the air, crash landed with a thud, and she fell flat on her face, looking absolutely ridiculous.
The spectacle drew the attention of everyone present. A strong fragrance immediately wafted out from the box.
"Who was that?! Who just tripped me?!" She shouted.
People nearby quickly distanced themselves.
She got up, looking like a hot mess, her eyes landing on Chloe, who had already found her way to the stage.
By then, Chloe had turned around, placed her box on the stage, and gave her a glance.
"You bitch, you did this on purpose!" She yelled.
At this point, the organizer stepped forward, "Since your fragrance is broken, you’ll have to leave the competition immediately!"
"But someone tripped me on purpose!" She shouted.
The organizer, expressionless, asked, "Can you still compete?"
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