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The Woman From Hell

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Chapter 1170

After using it, | realized that the concealing effect was indeed quite good. | felt more at peace now.

However, when my gaze shifted upward and fell on my swollen lips, | felt like giving up again. "What about my

lips? The concealer can't cover swelling.”

Lally thought about it and said with a smile, "Wear a face mask, then."

This was a great idea, but | did not have a face mask.

My gaze fell on Lally's bag. A meticulous woman like her should have a face mask, right?

Cally looked helplessly at me. "You're one scheming little devil."

She took out a face mask after saying that.

My eyes lit up as | took the face mask. | quickly thanked her. "I'll remember your kindness and buy you a meal

sother day."

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After walking out of the washroom, we bumped into Elena.

She was clad in black, and her face was heavily made up, which made her look very cool.

When she saw me, her cold and elegant brows were filled with disdain and indifference. It made her look even

more like an ice beauty now.

When we brushed past each other, she said with a face full of mockery, "I've never seen someone so shameless.

She said that she didn't want something yet secretly sent herself to his doorsteps.”

Those words were truly triggering.

Lally knew that she was referring to me. Besides, there was no one else here she could be referring to.

She stopped in her tracks and looked at Elena with cold eyes, saying, "It depends heavily on who's the one

offering herself. Swomen can get naked and offer themselves yet won't even be spared a glance by Mr.

Grant."

"What did you say?"

Those words had probably cut Elena to the quick. She immediately shed all pretenses.

She glared at Gaily furiously and said in a particularly sharp tone, "Who are you talking about? Are you trying to

be someone's dog?"

Cally was no pushover. If she could hit somebody, then she would never bother arguing. She raised her hand to

push Elena. "Who are you calling a dog?"

Elena struck back and reached out to push her as well, roaring angrily. "I didn't say who. If you're so mad, then

you're the dog."

The two of them took turns cussing. They grabbed each other's hair in the washroom and scolded each other like

fishwives.

I was still in a daze at first, but when their screams grew louder, | finally realized what was going on. | tried to

mediate.

However, | failed to pull them apart. Cally was already pinned to the ground by Elena with her hair being

grabbed. She was getting hit and scolded. Seeing this, my gaze turned cold. | grabbed Elena's hair without

thinking and yanked it hard.

Elena was in pain, and her focus shifted from Lally to me. Compared to Lally, she wanted to hitmore.

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She grabbed my hair, hitting and cursing non-stop. The woman who usually cared so much for her image and

class had completely turned into a shrew.

I did not know how to curse, nor was | able t o bring myself to curse. | could only scold her, "You're an angelic

b*tch, Elena Mandez."

Lally's mouth twitched as she looked atand said, "Are you an idiot, Wanda?"

| was sorry, but I could not help but laugh during such an intense fight.

This battle between women ended only after Lally poured a bucket of water on Elena. She had brought the

bucket out of the washroom stago.

Elena froze, sat on the ground, and started wailing without a single care for her image. She scolded us while

crying.

Lally tossed the bucket aside and looked at her from an imposing height, saying," Listen up, Elena. Just because

you have good looks doesn't mean all good men have to fall in love with you. There are plenty of beautiful

women in this world and none of them are guaranteed to be lucky. If something is yours, then it'll belong to you;

i f not, there’s no use snatching it no matter how hard you try. Everyone has different fates, do you understand?

No matter how good you look, you're still considered cheap when you snatch other people’s men. Do you hear «

me?"