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    Chapter 0552


    Not only did I want to p udia, but I wanted to do it in front of everyone.


    "udia, back when you were in school and I visited you, you had someone p me across the face. That first p was payback. This one now? It''s the interest."


    The moment I finished speaking, I delivered another p to her right cheek. udia, who had just stood up, stumbled and fell before me. I was pleased.


    In this world, there was always someone eager to y the hero for the so-called ''weaker party''. Seeing udia stunned from the p, a voice quickly piped up in her defense.


    "Ms. Jones, aren''t you breaking thew? Do you know the sentence for intentional assault?"


    I tossed the microphone onto udia, watching her cower in fear. Satisfied, I shrugged and replied lightly, "Sorry, I don''t."


    "Ms. Jones, you''re making excuses!"


    "Ms. Jones, you''ve even shared legal knowledge on domestic social media tforms before. Were your degrees and certificates purchased? Were your past case victories just pure luck?"


    I smiled warmly at them. "I suppose many of you don''t know me. Allow me to introduce myself-Ariana Jones, Chairwoman of the Jones Corporation."


    In the past, I only revealed my identity within a small circle. When handling external affairs, it was always Dous who stepped in. So, it was only natural that they didn''t know who I really was.


    Their disbelief was written all over their faces. "That''s impossible! We''ve never heard of that!"


    "Then why do you think udia is causing a scene at my office building?" I offered them a kind reminder. "The truth is, I''m just a businesswoman."


    I gestured toward Dous, who stepped forward with his team to surround the reporters. Standing protectively before me, he spoke sincerely.


    "Ladies and gentlemen, please hand over all phones, cameras, and recording devices. We''llpensate you three times their value, and you''ll be free to go. However, if any media outlet happens to leak today''s events..."


    Dous excelled at handling these situations, so I didn''t need to concern myself further.


    I stepped closer to udia, towering over her. She scrambled backward, her hands and feet fumbling across the ground in desperation.


    Squatting down, I grabbed the cor of her dress. I asked innocently, "Why are you handling this yourself now? Isn''t crying and making a scene usually enough for Nichs to fix things for you? What happened? Not working anymore?"


    udia''s eyes red with hatred.


    "Ariana, don''t get smug. Nichs still loves me! When your scandalous photos surfaced, he didn''t care much. But for me? He strippedpletely in front of the camera! Isn''t that proof enough? You think you''ve won, but you''ve actually lost to me!"


    Her low chuckle grew into hystericalughter. "Nichs loves me! He loves me the most! And who are you, Ariana? Competing with me for Nichs? How ridiculous!"


    I stood up, looking down at her with a hint of pity. Her world was so small, revolving entirely around Nichs.


    She was 26, a time when women were often at their most independent and vibrant. Yet, she was still stuck in the years when she and Nichs leaned on each other forfort.C0pyright ? 2024 N?v)(elDrama.Org.


    For them, was this connection a blessing or a curse?


    "udia, you''re wrong. Nichs didn''t strip for you," I said with absolute certainty.