Entitled Woman Threw Her Fresh Juice In My Face. What I Did Next Made Her Regret Ever Walking In

She looked smug, expecting me to cower or lash out. Her eyes glinted with a satisfaction that made my blood boil, but I kept my expression neutral. The café's usual buzz was replaced with a tense hush. I could tell every person in the room was waiting to see how I'd respond. I took another breath, ready to show her that messing with me was a bad idea. Keeping calm was my mastery right now.