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.”

Bailey as if the burning rage in her eyes could incinerate the

her brows raised, Bailey

Slap!

red palm prints on both sides of

going

she began to

her hand a

“Ah!”

echoing through the office, Jessica lost her

used her sharp heels to hold

made intimate contact

my shoes in

“You...”

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

in amusement before strutting out

day you completely transform into

stench of blood in her throat, as if she had burst a vessel

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

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

hand to pull

as she's not the kind of lady who can be bullied? When you refused to listen, you end up disgracing yourself. What's

Jessica, tears welling up in her eyes, asked in a pitiful tone, “How can a filthy and uncultured wench like her qualify to design a gown for Ms. Caridee's coming-of-age

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

letting her off too lightly? I want her reputation to be destroyed so that she will never step foot in the fashion design industry again. How dare she come and compete with me? I'll

inwardly, Stephen shook his head in resignation as disappointment

one's ego up with real ability. It's obvious that Jessica is 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 run wild with her superiority complex.

Maxton returned

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