"Why don''t you say anything? Were you still scared? Traumatized like a teeny-weeny baby? Uuu, I remember how you cried like an idiot when Vincent pped your ugly face, and he does it like this—!"


    Prisci raised her hand and swung it hard towards Chloe''s cheek. There was a heightened sensation of ecstasy, thinking she would p this bitch for being a pest who kept disturbing her rtionship with Vincent.


    But Chloe caught Prisci''s wrist with one hand and shocked Prisci immediately. Prisci slowly shifted her gaze from her wrist towards Chloe''s face.


    But before she could say a thing…


    PA!


    "AH!"


    Chloe pped Prisci''s cheek with her other hand. She was ruthless enough not to hold back and made Prisci''s soft cheek red with the shape of Chloe''s handprint.


    Chloe released Prisci''s wrist immediately, and the bitch fell to the floor as if she had a concussion.


    Prisci''s eyes were blurry. She held her cheek that was stinging in pain, "Ugh… uhk…."


    It took a while for Prisci to recover from the concussion. She gritted her teeth once she realized what had just happened. She had never realized that Chloe would be able to fight back, even going as far as pping her without mercy.


    It was so NOT her!


    Prisci red at Chloe, who sat neatly on the diner chair, looking down at her unblinkingly.


    "You!"


    "What?"


    "You''re supposed to take it! You fat bitch!" Prisci yelled. "How dare you hit me like that? Once I told Vincent about it, you will beg to be saved!"


    "Prisci, I think you should stop ying like a high school bitch against me," Chloe said. Her doe eyes, which usually looked very sweet and harmless, became somewhat unsettling and gave Prisci an ufortable feeling.


    But Prisci thought that Chloe was bluffing just to look intimidating, "H—How dare you call me a high school bitch! I will fucking report this to Vincent, I swear!"


    "Go on, report it to him," Chloe said nonchntly. "Besides, you will tell him that you met me nheless."


    "You should realize that I am not Vincent''s wife anymore. You can have him all you want, if you can," Chloe added. "Don''t expect me to let you p me without retaliation. I am not tied with Vincent anymore, I have no fear against one of Vincent''s bitches."


    Prisci was shocked by how scary Chloe was right now. She never knew that Chloe could say something like that to her.


    Usually, Chloe would beg her to stop or simply cower in the corner as Vincent watched Prisci hit Chloe. He wouldugh asionally and usually said that they should do this often.


    "D—Don''t you know who I am?" Prisci still tried to maintain her pride to no avail.


    "You''re too far gone, Prisci," Chloe sighed. "If you think you have any worth in his eyes, then you''re severely mistaken. You''re just one of the bitches in his life. Get over yourself, insufferable witch."


    Chloe put a fifty-dor bill on the table and walked past Prisci, still slumped on the floor.


    "W—Wait, I''m not done with you!"


    "But I am," Chloe replied. "I am done with you, Prisci. You and Vincent have nothing to tie me down now."


    Chloe left the diner without looking back. She entered her car and drove away immediately.


    …


    …


    Prisci was still sitting on the floor in silence. She was just too stunned to react right now.


    <o>,m The waitresses who had been watching the whole time were too scared to approach Prisci because they saw how she attacked that poor woman.</o>


    They were thinking about calling the police, but that thin woman was surprisingly able to defend herself, even pping that woman back until she fell on the floor.


    They started to whisper at each other, and Prisci caught them.


    "What are you looking at?" Prisci confronted, and the waitresses shut their mouths and looked away, acting as if nothing had happened just now.


    Prisci gritted her teeth and got up from the ground. She dusted her butt and walked out of the diner.


    She stomped her feet as she returned to her apartment not far from there. It had been a month since she rented a cheaper apartment because Vincent only paid her the base sry, no bonuses, which she usually got after having sex with him.


    Usually, through sex, she could earn at least five times her base sry each month, added to manyvish gifts that Vincent usually had for her.


    But after Chloe left, he suddenly refused to have sex, no matter how hard Prisci tried to seduce him.


    It had been months, and Vincent finally told her not toe to the mansion anymore because she wasn''t needed there.


    Prisci unlocked and kicked the apartment door open.


    She took off her hoodie and threw it in a random direction.


    Prisci took a bath and came out looking fresh but still without a smile.


    She still looked pissed off, as if she wanted to chew someone.


    Prisci sat in front of the vanity table and prepared all of the makeup items she would use. She wanted to look stunning in front of her special someone, the man that she loved so much.


    "That fat whale! How dare she p and humiliate me in public!" Prisci said as she was putting on her foundie. "Just because Vincent is not into me right now, doesn''t mean I can''t seduce him!"


    Prisci drew her brows while cursing the life out of Chloe, "I will get what I want. I will be Mrs. Gray, and you''ll cry when you see me with a diamond wedding ring from Vincent! You fat fucking whale! AHHHHHHH!!"


    Prisci looked unhinged right now. Even the thick makeup that she applied didn''t cover the redness from her uncontroble anger.


    She applied the ssic red lipstick as thest touch and kissed the air while winking at the mirror.


    She had a malicious smirk on her face as she was satisfied with her makeup, "See? I am still the prettiest woman Vincent ever has."