Keep It Under Wraps

Isaac said, "Why are you doing this to yourself? You could have..." She could have bided her time, seeking other means of revenge. She could have opted for a quiet assassination, and kept it under wraps, who would have pointed fingers at her then? Yet, Lucille chose not to. She even went as far as to detain those guests, brazenly inviting so many pairs of eyes to bear witness. That was madness! Isaac sighed deeply, unable to help but ask, "What are you hoping to achieve by creating such a scene?" Lucille smiled faintly, brushing off nonexistent dust from her clothes, she replied, "Cause it feels good." Isaac was stunned. "What?" Lucille raised an eyebrow. Indeed, as Isaac had mentioned, she could have taken another route, perhaps choosing a dark and stormy night to deal with Fiona. Yet, where was the fun in that? Fiona was so proud, so smug, wasn't she? Well then, she wanted Fiona to feel the pain of having her pride and joy destroyed! She wanted Fiona to remember her face even in hell