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.”

Jessica stared daggers at Bailey as if the burning

not learned anything yet? In that case, let me show you again.” With her brows raised, Bailey lash out again with

Slap!

struck twice, Jessica had red palm prints on both sides of her cheeks. They were a testament to how much force Bailey

I'm going to kill

she began

gave her hand a forceful

“Ah!”

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

used her sharp

intimate contact

to lick my shoes in gratitude after I showed you how to

“You...”

ground before cursing, “Bailey, one of these days, I'll tear you apart with my

amusement before

you completely

blood in her

blood that had pooled in her mouth

I really hate her! What right does this despicable woman have to throw her weight around like

out his hand to pull Jessica back

you end up disgracing

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

smile. “In that case, why don't you take your case to Mr. Luther? Perhaps he might listen to

never step foot in the fashion design industry again. How dare

head in resignation as disappointment

obvious that Jessica is no match for Bailey. In fact, both of them can't even be mentioned in the same breath. And

Maxton returned

living room, Felicity picked up her grandson

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