Chapter 119 Clown Act\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 119 Clown Act\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria saw that Ayla wasn\u2019t saying anything, so she smirked and asked, \u201cWhat? Are you scared?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Renee happened to walk by and looked surprised. \u201cAyla \u2026 \u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria said, \u201cIf you\u2019re scared, then hurry up and \u2026 Ouch!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla slapped Bria across the face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla didn\u2019t hold back. The hit sent Bria stumbling, her head buzzing and her cheek burning.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Renee froze, shocked.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
+5 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria was so stunned she didn\u2019t even have time to get angry. She stared at Ayla, confused and helpless.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Smack!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla hit her again, even harder.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria stumbled a second time.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Renee snapped out of it. She rushed forward to pull them apart, but Ayla grabbed Bria by the neck and slammed her against the hallway wall.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla was a few inches taller than Bria, so she didn\u2019t need to look up. With her cold expression and sharp eyes, she looked fierce-almost regal-and completely intimidating.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Bria\u2019s head spun. Her cheek hurt. Her throat tightened, and she could barely breathe.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That rush of pain finally made her react.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla had slapped her twice. Now she was choking her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria\u2019s eyes went wide.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damn! Ahhh!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fuck!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fuck!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Fuck!\u00a0<\/p>\n
A wave of rage hit her so hard she started shaking. \u201cAyla, you\u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
11\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla squeezed a little harder, and Bria couldn\u2019t finish her sentence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her eyes burned with fury. \u201cAy \u2026 Ayla \u2026 are you crazy? Don\u2019t you care if you \u2026\u00a0<\/p>\n
1\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:12 Tue, Dec 30 RO\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 119 Clown Act\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cThese two slaps are my way of apologizing. Do you like it?\u201d Ayla asked with a straight face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria was so angry that she almost passed out.\u00a0<\/p>\n
100\u00a0<\/p>\n
+5 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
Renee, intimidated by Ayla\u2019s energy, didn\u2019t dare pull her off. She tried calming her instead. \u201cAyla, can you\u2026 maybe let go?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla glanced at Renee, then tossed Bria to the side.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria steadied herself and tried to jump back at her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla grabbed her by the hair, slammed her face against the wall, and held her there hard enough to mash her cheek out of shape.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria felt like she might faint from anger.\u00a0<\/p>\n
D\u00a0<\/p>\n
It hurt so much. Ayla actually pulled my hair? Seriously? I\u2019m gonna explode! This bitch is insane!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria twisted and fought to break free, but Ayla\u2019s grip felt like iron. She couldn\u2019t move at all.\u00a0<\/p>\n
And Ayla didn\u2019t look like she planned to ease up. That tiny flash of fear made Bria\u2019s chest tighten.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But she refused to back down. \u201cAyla, you\u2019re dead! I\u2019m telling Troy! He\u2019ll never let you go, you crazy bitch!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI already slapped Troy a few times. Why would I be scared of you tattling?\u201d Ayla said calmly. \u201cGo ahead. Next time I see you, I\u2019ll keep slapping you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria\u2019s eyes widened. She stared at her like she couldn\u2019t believe it. \u201cYou \u2026 you\u2019re lying!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t even dare talk back to Troy unless she was acting cute. Slapping him? Impossible.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla was done talking. She let go. \u201cI\u2019m not joking.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria wanted to strike back, but one look at Ayla\u2019s cold eyes made her freeze.\u00a0<\/p>\n
That fear made her even angrier. She gritted her teeth. \u201cThere\u2019s no way you would dare to hit Troy!\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla said, \u201cIf you don\u2019t believe me, go ask him.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Then Ayla started to walk away.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria had never been humiliated like this. She took the chance and lunged, grabbing Ayla\u2019s shoulder \u2026 But the instant she did, her eyes went wide, like she\u2019d seen a ghost.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Damn.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Why is Draven here?\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ahh!\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria\u2019s fingertips were about to dig into Ayla\u2019s shoulder, but she stopped herself so hard her arm trembled.\u00a0<\/p>\n
2\/3\u00a0<\/p>\n
10:13 Tue, Dec 30 (R)\u00a0<\/p>\n
Chapter 119 Clown Act\u00a0<\/p>\n
100\u00a0<\/p>\n
+5 Free Coins\u00a0<\/p>\n
For one or two seconds, she stood frozen. Then her clawed hand slowly flattened, and she gently patted Ayla\u2019s shoulder instead.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria forced a sweet smile, eyes lifting coyly. Even her voice turned soft. \u201cAyla, why are you walking so fast? You had a little dust on your shoulder, so I just wanted to brush it off.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla and Renee both stayed silent.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Ayla stared at Bria like she was watching a clown act.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Renee had seen Bria being cocky many times, but seeing her act this scared? Renee had no words.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Bria kept winking at Ayla nonstop, begging her to play along.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Because Bria had figured out two things about Draven. First, he would always protect Ayla because she was his secretary. Second, after secretly studying him all week, Bria discovered something else.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Draven was the \u201cgood guy\u201d type. He hated seeing people get bullied. At that charity gala at the House of Myur, if she hadn\u2019t dumped that drink on Ayla first, Draven wouldn\u2019t have turned it back on her. It was her own fault, and Draven had only punished her for it.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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