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I wondered what to do with the preppy party-goers when I overhead an angry voice, "Look at her over there. That boyfriend stealing bitch. She was fucking Teddy for 2 months before I caught them." I followed the voice and saw the brunette in the white dress. She was staring daggers into the blonde's, with the striped dress, back.

Knowing my next target, I waited for the right time. I watched the four continue their game of croquet. The blonde in the striped dress made a show of **** PDA with her boyfriend, as she continued to shot taunting looks at the brunette. Just then I spotted the perfect opportunity The boyfriend stealer was standing behind her man kissing his neck while looking at the brunette. The blonde's friend was jogging in the couple's direction with a mallet. Stopping time, everything froze.

I walked over to the jogging blonde and pulled her tiny shorts and pink thong down to her ankles. Revealing a recently shaven pussy to the world. Going back to my spot, I restarted time. The blonde immediately tripped and fell. Her mallet flew in the direction of the cheating boyfriend, directly hitting him in the balls. He bent over at the waist and fell to the ground with a tiny squeal. His homewrecking girlfriend was sent stumbling backward. Her dress magically bunched up around her waist, as her lace panties shot down to her ankles. She tripped and fell. Landing directly onto the croquet center peg, which was driven up her asshole. The blonde opened her mouth but no sound came out. She just passed out onto her stomach. Displaying her bright white ass to the partygoers. With only a little bit of the peg visible.

I heard the brunette break down into a fit of laughter as she just watched her cheating ex and his boyfriend stealing bitch painfully humiliated. I watched the two friends pick up the asshole couple and take them inside.

I was enjoying myself so much humiliating the upper-class snobs who thought they were better than everyone else, and that is when I saw them; Megan and Hannah Wilmington. When it comes to the upper-class they take the cake. They are known as The Billion Dollar Princesses. Spoiled entitled snobs to the highest degree. They were currently in the process of congratulating themselves on humiliating one of the waitstaff.

Just then an older gentleman appeared behind the two snobs. I immediately recognized him as well; Walter Wilmington. He was The Billion Dollar Princesses' s dad. He was known for being ruthless. Acquiring his fortune by taking over companies and cutting mass amounts of jobs to earn a profit. When it came to his daughters, he would destroy anyone that gave them any trouble. The first time Hannah was caught drunk driving, the cop in question refused to let it go. He was fired one-day latter due to sexual harassment in a very public news article. He was shammed in the public eye and eventually, his wife left him taking the kids. Rumor is he moved out of the state but ended up killing himself a year later. That was the last time The Billion Dollar Princesses were ever given a hard time

"Girls what seems to be the issue here," Walter asked his daughters.

"Well she can speak English and her face is ruining my day," Hannah pouted.

"I sorry, and I can speak Eng..." the waitress pleaded with only a slight Hispanic accent before being stopped.

Walter Wilmington just raised his, "Girls no need to worry," he said in a calm voice. "You're fired."

Both girls laughed as tears started welling up in the waitress's eyes. "You hear that fired," Hannah cackled.

"Bye, good luck getting another job. Hope you enjoy the homeless shelter," Magan taunted, giving the waitress a wave as she ran away crying.

"Probably should have changed that face of your or learned some proper English," Hannah laughed.

Rage started to fill my system as my blood began to boil. "I think it's finally time someone took a stand against the Wilmington tyranny."