Beyond the Divorce

Hazelyn looked down at me. The height advantage seemed to give her confidence.

"What? You're still wandering around Gerby? How audacious!" Her tone was full of resentment and was extremely sinister.

"That's right, Miss Hazelyn." I calmly raised my eyebrows, stared at her, and disdainfully said, "Do I need to be brave to be here?"

"Girls, did you hear that? Someone wants to make trouble in Gerby!" Hazelyn hugged her arms, looked at me with a sidelong glance, and said, "You need my approval to be here."

"Who is she? Doesn't she know her place?"

"Exactly. Step aside!"

The followers behind her were making a commotion.

Lauren coldly snorted. "Oh! I didn't think I'd see such an unruly crowd in this remote place. Are you pretending to be a gangster? Do you think you're some kind of star just because a few people are following you? But nobody told you, did they? Flies are attracted to feces!" "You're talking nonsense! Stop making baseless accusations! I'll kick you out!" A woman in smoky makeup beside Hazelyn shouted at Lauren.

"You wouldn't dare! And if I'm the one talking nonsense, why is your mouth moving?" Lauren was also very combative. She fanned herself with her hand and said, "It stinks! Did you eat feces?"

I nearly lost my breath laughing. I had no idea Lauren could argue like this.

"Why are you laughing?" The woman behind Hazelyn shouted again.

"I'm laughing at your ignorance!" I retorted. I looked at Hazelyn and said, "Miss Hazelyn, you seem to have a bad memory. I'm not particularly skilled, but I love to give people an unexpected rejection or affront like a slap in the face. Anyone who opposes me ends up getting slapped. Don't you remember?"

"Don't think you're powerful just because you have a man. You might fall from grace one day, and you won't even have time to cry!" She said maliciously.

"Don't worry about that. My man has an excellent trait-he despises mistresses. Mistresses are the ones who end up crying because of him!" I said arrogantly, "The mistress's family won't be spared, either!"

Hazelyn stared at me fiercely and silently. I wasn't sure what she was thinking.

When Hazelyn didn't reply, the woman next to her, who was

wearing smokey makeup, started to get a little nervous. She raised here head and looked at Hazelyn with. some dissatisfaction, but couldn't figure out why Hazelyn remained silent. Her expression made her look a little like a clown.

After a while, Hazelyn slowly said, "If you want to survive in Gerby, you'll have to ask me, Hazelyn Chandler!"

I coldly snorted, "Huh! Just you? I'm

afraid you can't represent Gerbye?

Don't think too highly of yourself. You're nothing! It would be too much to ask, "What kind of thing are you?"

"What are you saying? I dare you to say it again!" The woman with smoky makeup shouted. It seemed she was a loyal lackey.

I pointed at the woman with smoky makeup, stared at her, and said, "If you dare talk back again, I'll slap you!"

"Do you dare?" She stiffened her neck, looking at me.Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

Lauren chuckled. "The top one? Just

her?" With a sarcastic smirk, she

raised her eyebrows and asked, "You really dare say that? It's just a self proclaimed title! You're talking nonsense again!"

Laughter echoed around us.

Hazelyn glared at Lauren. Suddenly, she looked at Lauren and said, "Looks like you have a death wish!"

"Maybe it's you who has a death wish! I'll never be afraid of you, even if your father is here. Stop being annoying. Just do what needs to be done," Lauren said. "You can't shop here. I own this mall! You need to leave right away if I tell you you're not welcome!" Hazelyn took another step forward.

She seemed like she relished the sensation of standing before me and staring down at me from a height.

"Your mall?" I pretended to be surprised, looking at her with an expression of disbelief. "Is this really your mall?"

My expression increased her confidence. She looked even more arrogantly at me, saying, "That's right! It's my mall! What's the matter? I'm telling you to get out!"