The dust cleared, and the face of the woman became apparent. It was that of Miss Ophelia Dippet, a socialite well-known in the magical community for her extravagant parties. Bella already had enough drama coming out of Witch Weekly, and she surely had no wish to get involved with drama with an influential socialite like Miss Dippet. More rumors would lead to more questioning by her parents, and the last thing she wanted was to be removed from the care of her Aunt.

"Well, do you have any idea what caused such a disturbance?" she asked, her brows raising. No one with good sense would blame Bella based on the direction the shelves had fallen; however, she didn't know whether the business owners—men who had seen destruction come to their shop more than once—would have any good sense left.