Such a shame!

The murmur started when Lana was already halfway to the stage. Angela was staring daggers at her, still couldn't find any words.

"Isn't that ms. Winterbourne?" - Came a loud voice from one of the reporters. The other quickly caught up spreading it between themselves.

"OMG! That's really is her! I saw her on the Charity Ball! Such a beauty hard to forget!"

"What is she doing here?"

"Isn't she a bride of Mr. Wells?"

"What's going on?"

Everyone was puzzled and full of anticipation of a good show. But Lana took her time slowly coming to the stage, halted only one step away from dumbfounded Angela.

"Aren't you ashamed of yourself?!" - Lana spit in her face with scorn. Angela's face distorted in a grimace for a second. But she quickly took herself in hands and made a fearful expression stepping aside.

"How can you say something like this?" - She replied in a shocked voice. - "You of all should know that all this is the truth!"