Insurance For A Curse...

Sabrina walked out of the washroom and saw Vincent at a distance. She got startled and stood at the same spot.

Vincent looked at her with the same smirk. Sabrina rolled her eyes and walked towards him.

''I don't have the time to argue with you, Mr. Maraj!'' Sabrina stated as she walked away.

''You looked at the wine with so much desire, I just wanted you to have a taste before leaving.'' Vincent said. He was holding a glass of the wine in his hand as he leaned against the wall.

Sabrina chuckled. ''You want me to drink this wine, in the hallway of the washroom. Vincent, is there something wrong with your brain?''

Vincent chuckled and nodded his head. ''That's the Sabrina I know.''

''Tell me, this is on purpose, right? Everything that happened tonight was planned, right?'' Sabrina folded her arms and asked.