Chapter 441: Chapter 441: From This Moment On, I’ll Say I Love You (41)
"Ooh, we’re so scared... But... Miss Avery, I think you should probably start thinking about your own predicament..."
"You two bitches, I’m not done with you!" Amelia Avery thrashed, struggling with all her might. freeωebnovēl.c૦m
The two women pinned Amelia’s head down, repeatedly shoving it toward the sink. One of them reached out, cranked the faucet to hot, and poured the scalding water directly over Amelia’s head.
Amelia screamed as the hot water hit her. She shot her hands back, grabbing a fistful of one woman’s long hair while her other hand latched onto the second woman’s arm. She pulled and twisted with all her might.
Both women shrieked in pain from the force of Amelia’s grip and let her go at the same time.
The moment they let go, Amelia scrambled to her feet. She flung her wet hair back and fixed a vicious glare on the two women facing her.
’She had no idea who these two lunatics were. But it didn’t matter who they were. They dared to touch her, to provoke her tonight... and for that, she’d kill them.’
The two women felt a flicker of fear when they saw Amelia’s terrifying glare, but the thought that they had strength in numbers quickly restored their confidence.
"Amelia Avery, we’re warning you. You’d better know what’s good for you and get on your knees and apologize to us right now. Otherwise, you’re not walking out of here tonight."
Amelia sneered, slowly rotating her wrists. "Heh, get on my knees and apologize to two bitches like you? Are you delusional? If you don’t get on *your* knees and apologize to *me* tonight, then I’m not planning on leaving here either."
"Amelia Avery, there are two of us! Besides, we have people waiting outside. If you dare touch us—AHHH!..." The woman hadn’t even finished her sentence before Amelia lunged, her fists flying.
Amelia looked at their pathetic state and laughed mockingly. "You talk too much! And damn right I dare to touch you!"
The words barely out of her mouth, Amelia attacked them again. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
A few punches weren’t enough to satisfy her anger, so she started kicking them, hard. "You knew I’m Amelia Avery and you still dared to mess with me? You must have a death wish!"
"Amelia Avery, this isn’t over!"
"’Not over?’ Then go fucking die!" With that, Amelia’s attacks grew even more vicious.
She finally stopped when she ran out of energy. She glared down at the two women huddled together on the floor, sobbing. "Shut up! If I hear one more sound out of you, I’ll start all over again!"
"S-Sob..." The two women shuddered in fear and immediately stifled their cries.
Seeing their trembling forms, Amelia clicked away on her high heels, thoroughly irritated.
Outside, Amelia saw that a crowd had gathered in the hallway. Her lips curled into a scornful smirk as she continued on her way.
"Are you all right?" the man she’d been dancing with asked, his voice filled with concern as he took in her soaking wet hair and grim expression.
"Do I look like I’m not?"
"You scared me. I thought something had happened to you..."
Amelia found the concern from a man she’d just met laughable. "Well, you can relax now. I have to go."
But just as she took a step to leave, she spotted Cassian Jennings standing in the main hall. His gaze was fixed directly on her. A jolt of panic shot through her heart. She yanked the man beside her closer, taking a step back so that his body would shield her from view...