As Crystal Foster descended the stairs, she noticed a crowd gathered in the hotel lobby. She stopped a passing staff member to ask what was happening.
The staff member spoke with a mysterious air, "There's a pregnant woman causing a scene, accusing someone of being a homewrecker, but it turns out she's the homewrecker herself. It's that woman from the news, Stella."
Crystal's eyes flashed with interest. "Stella, huh."
The staff member nodded, disdain evident in their voice. "Yeah, it's her. She's the homewrecker, yet she has the nerve to show up here. Her belly looks about seven or eight months along. You'd think she'd want to set a better example for her unborn child."
Crystal had planned to deal with them later, but she couldn't miss such a spectacle now that it had presented itself.
"Got it, thanks. Could you please send a kid's meal to the suite on the top floor? Thanks."
After giving her instructions, Crystal headed toward the crowd.
