Chapter 499 You Were Too Ugly

Phoebe finally found her way out and heard some crazy noise coming from the next room. She could barely make out Taylor's voice and bolted in. What she saw left her totally speechless.

Taylor was on top of a woman, yanking the hair of two other ladies. No doubt, Taylor had won this round.

A few young beauty consultants nearby were freaking out, trying to calm things down but too scared to step in.

"Taylor, why are you beating us up? We didn't go after Brandon. If you're mad, go after the mistress. Ouch, my new nose job!"

Phoebe rushed over, catching a classic catfight in action. Even the high-society ladies got down and dirty sometimes. "Taylor, you okay?" Phoebe asked.

Taylor had a few scratches on her face, but she still looked fierce. "I'm good. I could take on three more of them."

Phoebe didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Taylor, let them go. Let's talk it out. If you're still mad, I'll back you up later."

Taylor chuckled at Phoebe. After letting off some steam, she felt a bit down and let go.

The two ladies whose hair had been yanked quickly backed off, shaking like leaves. Phoebe helped Taylor up from the other woman. Seeing the long nail marks on Taylor's face, Phoebe frowned and gave the room a stern look. "Who did this to her?"

Taylor waved it off. "Forget it. They're worse off than me. Let's bounce. I must've been blind before."

had thought of these three as friends, but when she hit a rough

how Taylor felt. "Let's head back.

friends you partied with were just surface-level. In a lifetime, you might only

behind them had mixed feelings, wanting to call out to Taylor but too scared, feeling super

face and quickly washed off her mask, applying aloe vera gel to calm the inflammation. The room had a hot spring. Taylor sat by the pool, dipping her feet in. With

can only show off in front of them. But the fight was good; at least I vented my anger and don't feel so bottled up." Phoebe laughed. "If I had known, I should've taken you to a boxing gym and let you punch a row of

Taylor took a sip. "This

she hadn't slept well the night

turned to Phoebe, and asked, "You didn't go to the party last

off guard. "Taylor, does the Reynolds Group have a shipping

for a sec and replied, "Beats me. You'd have to ask Theodore. The Reynolds Group originally made its dough in coal mining." Phoebe knew Taylor came from money and later married Brandon. Taylor probably didn't have a clue about the nitty-gritty of

her wine and said, "Oh, nothing.

Taylor shrugged. "Alright."

push Phoebe about skipping the party. After soaking in the hot spring and getting a body treatment, Taylor was yawning from exhaustion. Phoebe couldn't bear

noisy bar, Vanessa sat in a corner, watching the young crowd

the Reynolds family is in chaos. Taylor's divorcing Mr. Reynolds. You've waited so many years,

was always easy," Vanessa said, "You just didn't want to go against Mr. Reynolds because of your filial piety. Otherwise, you could've claimed your heritage ten years ago." Bishop sneered. "I don't care about it. I just won't let

you wouldn't have suffered

But if we don't fight, others will walk all over us." Vanessa said, "Exactly, so we must fight. Mr.

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