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Michelle was stunned. Ms. Jenner?
Was one Ms. Jenner in Imperial Media not enough? There was another one now?
Yelena looked at her as well, her gaze turning from confusion into jealousy and rage.
“Hah, Mr. Yale’s stopping me from entering because of this sl*t?”
Michelle was angry, but before she could retort, Yelena slapped her!
“You wh*re!”
Yelena was no delicate award-winning actress. The actress’ slap was part of filming, but Nelly had trained Yelena to
get into battle mode.
“You shameless b*tch! Mr. Yale’s not someone you can seduce! I’m going to rip you apart today! Let’s see if you’ll
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtdare hook up with him again!”
“Ah! Let go of me!”
The two of them fought, and the club was thrown into chaos. Shrill screams, insults, and grappling noises mixed,
creating a unique scene at the bottom of Splendor Mountain.
No one dared mediate the fight, not that they knew how to. They could only watch the women fight.
Michelle was not even Yelena’s rival. She was at a disadvantage and she had bruises within a short while, and
Yelena ended the fight with a punch in her chest. The silicone inserts shook, and Michelle frantically held them
steady with both hands.
Yelena had taken some of Yale’s “good stuff” before coming, so she was energetic. She took a step forward and
grabbed Michelle’s hair, causing the latter to moan in pain.
Then, the others quickly went up to stop them, afraid that the fight would escalate too much. It was a disaster.
Suddenly, someone let out a loud cough and the whole place fell silent.
Yale entered with a glower while the others held their breaths. Yelena still had a tight grip on Michelle’s hair, and the
latter’s face was twisted in pain.
“What are you doing?!” Yale’s tone rose. “Are you crazy?!”
Yelena loosened her hold and called out timidly, “Yale…”
Michelle took this chance to struggle away from her hold and cried as she threw herself into Yale’s arms.
“Mr. Yale…”
She sounded so wronged and coquettish that regular men would melt over it, but Yale widened his eyes at Michelle
as though he had seen a ghost.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWhat was going on? He had asked her to come enjoy herself in the private club to pull Frederic to his side! Not for
her to throw herself at him!
“Yale, you!” Yelena’s eyes reddened as she watched the two of them in disbelief.
Because she had taken drugs and could not exactly think straight, she pounced on Yale. This caused the three of
them to get entangled in the fight, and the expensive decorations in the club all fell and crushed on the floor.
Ultimately, the battle was stopped by Yale, who summoned the security guards.
“Take this lunatic away!” He pointed at Yelena angrily. “Lock her up! Do not feed her without my permission!”
Michelle gloated inwardly and clung closer to Yale.
That had not been Yale’s intention. After taking care of Yelena, he had been about to push Michelle away when he
caught a glimpse of a familiar silhouette by the door…
Yale froze.
The man walked over slowly, his footsteps steady. His gaze swept across Michelle and paused on her momentarily.
“Ah, Fre-Frederic!” Yale shoved Michelle off of him. “What a rare guest! What brings you here today?”
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