Chapter 40

Ignoring Jessica, Bailey maintained her smile as she asked Stephen curiously, “Is the dog barking again? Mr. Chandler, I'm sure you can hear it now.”

“You...”

Overwhelmed by rage, Jessica raised her hand in an attempt to slap Bailey.

At that moment, piercing glint flashed across Bailey's eyes.

Giving in doesn't mean fear, and I have had enough of this woman.

After Jessica's repeated provocations, the good-natured Bailey had run out of her patience.

Just before Jessica's palm struck her, Bailey caught the approaching hand in mid-air.

Even though Bailey wasn't using much strength to restrain Jessica, her inherent athleticism was enough to stop the latter.

“Ouch, it hurts! It hurts. My wrist... It's going to break.”

Letting out a snigger, Bailey tightened her grip. “Let me remind you to stay out of my way and stop messing around with me. Do you hear me? I'm not your mother and not under any obligation to tolerate your rudeness. Going forward, you had better behave instead of trying to slap someone as you wish.”

At the sound of Bailey's words, Jessica was filled with so much indignance that her heavily made-up face began to contort.

“You despicable woman, who do you think you are? You sold your dignity for five million and even bore an illegitimate child, so who are you to criticize my actions? I—”

Slap!

The next moment, Jessica instinctively held onto her burning cheek with her free hand as she stared at Bailey in disbelief.

“You... How dare you hit me. You b*tch. What gives you the right to do that?”

Bailey snorted in laughter before rebutting, “The right? I hit you just because I can. Ms. Tanner, have you learned your lesson now? Whenever you want to hit someone, you have to catch them by surprise.”

if the burning rage in her eyes could incinerate

show you again.” With her brows raised, Bailey lash out again with the back of her hand when Jessica wasn't

Slap!

red palm prints on both sides of her cheeks. They were a testament to how much force Bailey

I'm going to

she began to struggle

her hand a forceful

“Ah!”

scream echoing through the office, Jessica lost her balance and crashed

used her sharp heels to hold

made intimate

Ms. Tanner, that's awfully gracious of you to lick my shoes in gratitude after

“You...”

her fist on the ground before cursing, “Bailey, one of these days, I'll tear

brow in amusement

you completely transform into a mad

Jessica could faintly taste the stench of blood in her throat, as if she had burst

she tried desperately to suppress the blood that had pooled in her mouth from being

right does this despicable woman have to throw her weight around like

his hand to pull Jessica back to her

you refused to listen, you end up disgracing yourself. What's the point in all this? If you resent

up in her eyes, asked in a pitiful tone, “How can a filthy and uncultured wench like her qualify

case, why don't you take your case to Mr. Luther?

will never step foot in the fashion design industry again. How dare she come and compete with me?

in

no match for Bailey. In fact, both of them can't even be mentioned in the same breath. And yet, Jessica insists on letting her ego

the afternoon, Maxton returned to the

Felicity picked up her grandson

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