Estelle spun around abruptly, her eyes catching a menacing figure charging toward her in the dim light. In each hand, they brandished a bottle of sulfuric acid, one after the other, flinging them viciously at Estelle and her friends.

“Ella!”

Jonathan sprang into action, rushing forward to pull Estelle into his arms, wrapping her protectively with his heavy coat.

Almost simultaneously, Gabriel’s towering frame reached them. Seeing Estelle yanked away by Jonathan, he grabbed Sylvia’s hand and spun, embracing her tightly and shielding her with his body.

Evelyn was left alone, her eyes widening in horror as a bottle of acid hurtled toward her face.

“Evelyn!”

Estelle shoved Jonathan aside and leapt forward, kicking the bottle away and tackling Evelyn to the ground beneath her.

The last acid bottle grazed the tops of their heads, smashing against Jonathan’s car with a loud “bang,” its corrosive contents splattering all over.

Estelle clung to Evelyn, her back hand singed by the acid, a searing pain coursing through her skin.

All of this happened in a flash—a mere moment from the bottles being thrown to their explosive impact.

miss Estelle, drew a knife

lashed out, sending Antonia’s knife flying, and kicked the bottle shards directly onto

staggered backward, clutching her face, screaming

wiping her

with a bottle of water from his car and began rinsing

also rose and rushed over, crying in fright, “Estelle, are

his heart pounding furiously, his handsome face tense with concern, “Are

replied

up the knife in a

delivering two sharp slaps to Antonia’s face, leaving her

at Gabriel’s side had taught Sylvia differently than Estelle, but that didn’t mean she lacked the ability to defend herself. Handling a fight with another woman was well within

her features twisted in a gruesome snarl, shrieking hysterically, “Estelle, you damn wretch! You ruined my father, destroyed my family—I’ll never let you go,

act all high and mighty with the Lamont family backing you. Why don’t

I’ll haunt you as

glint crossed Sylvia’s face as she kicked Antonia squarely in the chest. Antonia

ran over, protecting

eyes, Sylvia was always elegant and beautiful—it was his first time witnessing

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