Katherine was so sure she wouldn't be coming for this ball, but when she thought of Jessie she decided to make an appearance at least. Besides it would be nice to attend a ball and get the opportunity to dress fancy on her birthday. She would not lie getting into that car and getting out admist all the other rich people, felt amazing. Like she was part of the one percent. She wore a black dress, it was effortlessly elegant. Her bright red lips and moderate eye make up contrasting with her pale skin made her look stunning.

Her dress had straps so her creamy shoulders were exposed, she swiftly put on her her mask, and walked in. The mask covered just the vertical half of her face, giving her a mysterious allure. Immediately she navigated through the crowd of people making sure not to bump into any one or step on any toes in her red heels she began to look for Jessie.

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Since she had been in the manor before she didn't bother going through the front door were Jason and Patricia welcomed the guests. No need for that, she headed to the second floor, hoping she would remember the way to Jessie's room. She did, but Jessie wasn't in there. They was a beautiful silver dress on her bed though, so Katherine assumed she would still be in the bathroom. Eventually she got tired of waiting and went to check, no one. Where did she go then?

She left the room and went downstairs to check, maybe she's at the party. She walked down, picking up a glass of champagne as she stepped down from the last step. As she ran her fingers across the lip of the glass someone grabbed her forcefully and spun her around. Before she could react her head was sent flying to the side at an awkward angle. Recovering from the initial shock of her attack, she looked up to see who had just hit her. And her gaze focused on one face, Margaret Song.

Luckily for Katherine she actually slapped the mask of her face rather than her actually cheek. Katherine stared at the woman with hidden surprise, wondering why Jason invited her.

With the intense glare the older woman sent her way she was sure if she had the chance she would kill her. And with good reason, Katherine knew exactly why she got slapped.

"Do you really have no shame?" Mrs. Song sneered. Katherine quickly looked around and saw that a small crowd was already beginning to form around them. "How dare you! How many times have I told you to leave my son alone?! You even had the effontry to yell at me so confidently the other time, what? You're not involved with Paul? How have you bewitched my son you witch!" She spat.

Katherine fought the urge to roll her eyes, she sighed inwardly and prayed it would end quickly.

"He actually yelled at his elder because of you?!" She continued.

'I didn't ask him to do that.' She said in her head, replying would only aggravate her and prolong the situation so it was best she remain quiet.

"And worse his future mother in law? What do you have to say for yourself huh?" She asked.

Katherine brows furrowed in confusion, she was asking for her opinion now? She looked around and noticed people whispered amongst themselves. Of course she must have noticed the crowd as well, she didn't want to be the only one speaking. If she continued to remain quiet and refuse to defend herself then Margaret would make her seem like the villain. Well she was a doctor, graduated top of her class as well. She was smarter than that.

Katherine bowed her head and apologised. "I'm sorry for the misunderstanding, please forgive me mother."

Margaret jaw dropped, the guts! If she wasn't so mad she would be slightly impressed that she was able to lead the crowd so easily and saw through her bait.

"Don't you dare call me that!" She yelled. "Why are you bent on ruining my family? And now when you see you can't take my son you go for his father?" She asked with so much venom.

Katherine eyes widened, and Margaret Song have her a wicked smirk. She would not be bested by her junior she was more experienced about these things. And she had clear evidence this time, no way Katherine would weasel her way out of this one. Katherine knew that, she pulled out a bunch of pictures and like a wicked Deja vu she tossed them into the air and pictures of her leaving the tea house with Bishop Song scattered all around her on the ground.

The background chatter got even louder. "A foolish girl with no background or inheritance, how many time must I remove weed like you? Not only are you a cheap gold digging whore, you're also such an incompetent doctor. How dare you cut of Moon Do-Hui son's leg out of spite?!"

She had gone too far this time, it was one thing to criticize and defame her moral and personality. But to come after her bread and butter? All the people watching right now were VIP, her clients. If she lost face as a doctor how would she live?

"How can you say that? Why would I even do that? He is diabetic and he had a serious wound that would never heal was I supposed to leave him to die?" She said back forcefully.

"How dare you say my son is diabetic?" Another shrill voice spat from behind her, a familiar one at that. "You vile woman, you really are such weed. Scum like you trying to claw your way up in the world!"

Katherine wanted to scream in frustration, the two women had her cornered. Should she just throw respect out of the window?

"Mrs Moon Do-Hui! Margaret Song!" She yelled.

The two women gasped at her in absolute shock and condemnation.

Katherine pushed her straight black hair away from her shoulders, did they think they were the only ones that had pride and arrogance? She might not be rich but she was a doctor, a surgeon at that. No one dare defame her!

Preview 143: Gangsters.

"What did you say you scum of the earth!" She yelled. Pushing Jessie arm of hers.

"Scum of the earth? Why would you all gang up aganist one person like this? Are you gangsters?" She asked.

Katherine wanted to laugh at the mortified looks on the three women's faces, that's right they never imagined a day would come where a servant would call them gangsters.

"Do you have a death wish? Do you have any idea who the hell you're talking too?" Moon Do-Hui asked the woman.

"A rude woman, no three rude women. Why?"