A Calculated Ploy

Lila stared at the TV, her face twisted with rage. She suddenly hurled her glass to the floor.

Shards of glass scattered everywhere, and one of them sliced into her hand. Lila yelped in pain.

A thin line of blood welled up on her skin.

She stared at the bead of blood on her hand for a moment, then suddenly let out a cold laugh.

"You deliberately did that interview right in front of me, didn't you?