Hailey was holding her phone, the screen lit up and showing the video recording interface.
Serena's gaze fell on the phone.
Hailey seemed to realize what she was doing and quickly turned the screen off, but then she lifted her chin defiantly. "So what if I was filming you? You're the one who dared to make a dirty deal with an old man. Why can't I film it?!”
She had seen Serena leave with an old man, and the more she thought about it, the more it gnawed at her. She had to see what kind of sordid transaction Serena was involved in.
So, she made an excuse and snuck over.
She wanted to capture the evidence of Serena's dirty deal with the old man on
camera.
But to her disappointment...
She hadn't found a thing.
Serena's cold gaze swept over Hailey's face, which was so thickly caked with
foundation that it still couldn't hide the swelling on one side.
The lopsided swelling made Hailey's face look comically distorted.
Serena's lips curved into a faint, mocking smile. “What's the matter? Does your face
feel asymmetrical? Did you want me to even it out for you?"
Hailey subconsciously covered her face.
It was still throbbing with pain, and she felt like some of her teeth had been loosened.
Hailey was both humiliated and furious, her eyes burning with rage as she stared at Serena.
But she quickly forced a twisted, cold smile. “Serena, I know you're a good fighter. Did you really think I'd be stupid enough to come here alone and let you beat me up?"
*Slap!*
The moment the words left Hailey's mouth, Serena's hand connected with the already swollen side of her face.
"Aren't you a fool?"
A hand full of foundation.
Serena frowned in disgust.
Hailey clutched her face, which was now so numb with pain that her mouth was slightly crooked.
Her eyes blazed as she glared at Serena.
Her gaze was venomous. Gritting her teeth, she raised her hand and clapped twice, hard.
From around a corner of the flower bushes, two men emerged with leering grins.
They were both wearing greasy chef's uniforms. They were heavyset, and their fingers were stained with cooking oil.
They were clearly low-level kitchen hands.
The moment they appeared, their eyes latched onto Serena,
shamelessly ogling her gracefmet
figure and her cold, exquisite face.
They exchanged a look and let out unsettling, predatory chuckles.
Hailey pointed at Serena. "She's all yours.
dor can take her
I maybe even knockel
up will be set for life .net>
Hearing this, the two chefs looked like their blood was boiling. They rubbed their hands together, their gazes fixed on Serena with a mixture of excitement and greed.
When Hailey had first approached them, they had been hesitant.
After all, this was a high-society event. Every guest was a powerful and influential figure.
They couldn't afford to offend any of them.
But Hailey had a point.
These wealthy families cared deeply about their reputations.
If they were bold enough to grab a young heiress and force the issue.....
To save face, the family would have to grit their teeth and accept one of them as a son-in-law.
And then...
If the heiress they grabbed got pregnant with one of their children, he would become powerful through his own child.
Besides, Hailey had told them that this particular heiress was an only daughter.