Nora Sullivan burst into tears.
She cried out of frustration.
Sarah Sullivan, you really know how to humiliate someone!
Are you making me scramble for food with these stray dogs?
Sarah felt a bit guilty and reluctant when she saw Nora's tears.
"Come on, look at yourself."
"You've made two dogs cry in just one day!"
Nora really wanted to confront Sarah, but with people passing by, she had to maintain her public image as a lady.
She couldn't afford to make a scene.
So she let her anger out on the buns scattered on the ground.
"I won't eat it!"
Biting her words out with clenched teeth, she stomped on the buns with her Hermes high heels.
She crushed them, revealing the filling and spilling the juice.
It seemed she saw the buns as Sarah's face.
Sarah shook her head: "Nora Sullivan, wasting food is shameful, and you will face the consequences."
Nora stomped even harder: "I'm not afraid! I'll waste it all, so what!"
