Only the jagged bottle neck was left firmly clutched in her hand.
With a swift motion, she flipped her wrist, placing the jagged edge precisely against Jessica Grant's neck, right where the major artery lay.
Just a bit more pressure would break the skin, causing blood to gush out.
The room fell into a dead silence, everyone held their breath.
Cora Lowell's voice was calm, as if she were having a casual conversation.
"I told you, anyone whose name I remember seldom has a good ending. After all, I remember the dead particularly well."
Jessica Grant's breath caught, her pupils dilated sharply.
The sharp fragments reflected the glaring lights, mere inches from her cheek.
This woman is crazy!
Does she really dare to act?
Cora Lowell didn't bother to look back, she simply raised her hand lightly.
"Throw her out."
Before the security could react, Jessica Grant, looking disheveled, spun around abruptly.
