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

“Ms. Hoffis, this is a civilized society. Let’s not slap

but defiant, Sally

glowered

come here!” Sally

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

Phoebe, Sally ordered, “Throw out these two shameless women.

enter

replied respectfully and made a phone call. Shortly after, six security guards arrived.

asked nervously, “Mila, what are we going to

any reason for them to stay at Hoffis Manor. She wasn’t afraid

air of superiority, Sally ordered, “Take them to the

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

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the guard writhing on the ground in pain. Phoebe did look

on!” Sally

five guards charged forward. Mila took a

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

the guards, who had no fighting skills other than brute strength.