Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 682 Cat Fight

Sofia’s smile froze, then slipped off her face entirely as a grim look flashed across her features. Then, in a tone that was layered through with unbridled hostility, she grounded out, “I’m afraid I don’t quite understand what you mean, Miss Dahlen.”

“Act dumb all you want, but you and I both know what I meant,” Maya snapped as she slammed the glass of water Sofia had given her earlier on the coffee table. She went on to say emphatically, “Alexander isn’t someone that the likes of you should pine after, so give up before any damage is done.”

“Well, isn’t your confidence so moving, Miss Dahlen?” Sofia smirked nonchalantly and turned to look at the other girl with no small amount of disdain. “I have a double degree in Ph.D., my father is a high-ranking official, and my mother is a renowned figure in the business world. I’ve received countless offers to become editor-in-chief in various bigshot publishers, and even Alexander’s mother has personally paved the way for my career in journalism. If the likes of me can’t pine after him, then who can? You?”

“What did you just say?” Maya clenched her fists and demanded with gritted teeth, “Godmother was the one who asked you to come here?”

Maya had been staying with Elise ever since the Dahlen Family went bankrupt, and she had cut off all contact with Madeline. However, she firmly believed that Madeline would always be on her side.

Alas, barely half a year had passed since Maya’s family’s bankruptcy, and Madeline had already decided to make another woman her daughter-in-law. Do I mean so little to her that she would move on from me so easily? Maya couldn’t help thinking.

She felt her nose prick as hot tears welled up in her eyes. She had treated Madeline as her own mother, but the woman had cast her aside in drastic times like she was nothing.

As it turned out, the Griffiths were materialists who put money and power above all other sentiments.

Sofia tipped her chin up haughtily as she cocked a brow and asked, “Why else do you think a young and beautiful woman such as myself would be doing here in Alexander’s new house?”

Maya gritted her teeth and made no reply. She didn’t think she could say anything right now to help her own case. Sofia had Madeline and a formidable family background to support her, and Maya had no one to rely on but herself now that her family was bankrupt.

her return to the country, her family coddled her, and there had been no need for her to join the workforce. So, at the end of the

but she wasn’t going to let her off the hook so easily. She drawled in a sing-song voice, “It must take quite the extraordinary character to become Madam Madeline’s goddaughter. Maybe you have some

I do that?” Maya retorted incredulously. “If you’re so great, then why are you still a housekeeper for the Griffiths? Do you really think Alexander would ever fall for a lowly servant like you? You’re only good for picking up

a human light show as her face turned red,

begin to leave an impression on Alexander and make him fall for you. What makes you think that pouring him tea and cleaning up his house would make a difference? Maybe your skills lie not in journalism or being an heiress but in being a servant with no pride

She pointed at the door and roared, “Get

tone with me? If there’s anyone who should get out of

hell hath no fury as a woman scorned. It was akin to an endless and senseless war when two women clashed with one another. Not even Sofia and her

Sofia lunged forward without another word, grabbed Maya, and then began to haul her toward the door. “I might not be able to keep Elise under check, but I sure as hell won’t let you

and soon, a fight

Please stop fighting!” The maid who saw this rushed over to try and pull the women apart. However, when she realized that the brawl was escalating, she abandoned her noble attempt to break up the fight and ran up

frowned and sat up in bed, but she kept her eyes closed as she shuffled to the door. She felt for the knob and

out between a female guest and Miss Hawkins! The guest even called herself Mr.

yawned. “I didn’t know Alexander had a

sister, I suppose,” the maid wagered. “I’m not sure, either, but I can’t break up the fight. Please go down and

then pulled it on before she followed

she heard Maya’s familiar voice crying

me first!” Sofia shrieked, not at all sounding like

in her tracks and chuckled. A cat fight, I see. Well, that’s a fascinating

porcelain skin. Maya screamed on the spot, and her voice grew thick with resentment as she accused, “You scratched me! You actually laid your wretched hands on my face! Don’t