CEO’s Surrender: With You, I Can Never Win

Chapter 215

Delia took advice from Allison and punched the spot she had mentioned.

Tricia glanced at Allison and fumed with anger.

When did I have plastic surgery on my nose, chin, and chest?

Slander!

Finley noticed the glare from Tricia to Allison.

She opened her arms, held Allison into her arms, and looked at Tricia. “Go on. Don’t stop. I’ll get even on you two later.”

Delia saw Finley and stopped the fight with a guilty conscience.

She put her scalded hand back to her back unconsciously.

Finley reminded Delia of Bryan’s cold and terrifying face.

When Delia was absent-minded, Tricia took the opportunity to push Delia to the ground. Then, Tricia kicked Delia on the belly with her high heels and said, “B*tch, you betrayed me. I won’t spare you.”

Delia grabbed a handful of sand on the ground and threw it at Tricia’s eyes.

“Ah…”

some sand flew into

and Allison watched the farce, clapped their hands, and cheered.

hand on the space between

women was boring. They knew no move

got up from the

with Delia and stopped her. “I haven’t vented my anger

with tears in her eyes. “Finley, what do you want? Can’t you see that I’m badly.

you and Tricia. None of my business. I came for personal grudges. You hurt my hand,

Finley insisted.

a saint and had no plan to spare

there was a

to teach Delia a lesson.

you satisfied?” Delia bit her lips with red eyes.

right hand to

at the ugly hand.

that there was a scalding, a very bad one.

hand was now swollen.

Finley asked with a frown.

again. Finley, I beg you. Could you please let me go? I’ve fallen out with

a hint of pleading

not

seek revenge for her trivial matter.

surged in her