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

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

but defiant, Sally gritted

glowered

here!”

respectfully asked, “Ms. Hoffis,

and Phoebe, Sally ordered, “Throw out these two

never enter

replied respectfully and made a

nervously, “Mila,

was helpless. There was no longer any reason for them to stay at Hoffis Manor. She wasn’t afraid of getting thrown out but of more

Sally ordered, “Take them to

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

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she saw the guard writhing on the ground in pain. Phoebe did look like a bodyguard.

on!” Sally yelled.

guards charged forward. Mila took a

flickered in Phoebe’s eyes. She clenched her fists

the guards, who had no fighting skills other than brute strength. She managed to knock out several