The Wrong Woman

Chapter 303

Mila stopped in her tracks. Sally got to her feet and glared at Mila, gritting her teeth as she asked angrily, “Did you say something to Nate? Why has he suddenly decided not to marryi

me?

Mila remained silent. With a deadly stare, Sally emphasized each word, “Was it you? Did you see Nate last night? I’m asking you. Are you mute now?”

“Yes.”

“You bitch. I knew it was you.” Sally’s anger flared, and she raised her hand as if she was going to slap Mila.

Before her hand could land, Phoebe dashed over and grabbed her wrist. A wave of numb pain shot through Sally’s body, and she felt as if her wrist was about to snap. She couldn’t help but cry out in pain.

Sally shook free of Phoebe’s grip and stepped back. Her eyes were watching Phoebe warily as she held her injured wrist. She was confused and slightly frightened as Phoebe, who looked

unexpectedly strong grip.

fragile, had a

Mila behind her and smiled thinly. “Ms. Hoffis, this is a civilized society. Let’s not slap others just because it pleases you. Wound

defiant, Sally

Phoebe glowered

come here!”

respectfully asked, “Ms. Hoffis, what can I do for you?”

at Mila and Phoebe, Sally ordered, “Throw out these

enter Hoffis

Hoffis,” Robert replied respectfully and made a

who was shielding Mila, asked nervously, “Mila, what are we going to do?”

Hoffis

an air of superiority, Sally ordered, “Take them to the police station and

they marched over to Phoebe. One of the guards approached Phoebe and was sent flying by her kick. Everyone

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realized that Phoebe wasn’t ordinary when she saw the guard writhing on the ground in pain. Phoebe did look like

Sally yelled.

charged forward. Mila took

Phoebe’s eyes. She clenched her fists and charged at the guards with

had no fighting skills other than brute strength. She managed to knock