Chapter 1098


    Susan''s perfectly made-up face was suddenly marred by a fierce p that sent her foundation flying


    like snowkes in the air. A sharp sting radiated across her cheek, and a buzzing filled her head.


    Clutching her face, she red furiously at Thssa, baring her teeth in a snarl, "How dare you hit me!"


    Thssa snorted coldly, grinding her teeth in anger as she retorted, "It''s exactly you I intended to


    smack!"


    She could never forget how Susan had coerced her into spiking a drink, forcing her to deliver the


    tainted cocktail to Lysander in the private booth!


    Just like Bruce, Susan was despicable, using a video of her mother to threaten her. Thssa had long


    wanted to give Susan a piece of her mind for her infuriating arrogance.


    "I''m going to tear you apart, you wretched bitch! How dare youy a hand on me!" Susan shook with


    rage, her hands wed as she lunged toward Thssa, her face twisted with malice.


    But Thssa was prepared for a catfight. As Susan charged, Thssa sidestepped, causing Susan to


    stumble into the void. With a swift motion, Thssa yanked Susan''s hair, tilting her head back sharply.


    "Ah, it hurts, it hurts!"


    The strength Susan gathered to charge at Thssa was released the moment her hair was pulled by


    Thssa, leaving her at Thssa''s mercy, without even a chance to retaliate.


    The pain was so intense Susan thought her scalp might rip off.


    "Say it, who''s the real trash here!" Thssa demanded, her voice heavy with fury.


    Years of physicalbor had given her an edge in strength over the pampereddies. After spending five


    years working the rougher edges of the city, she had encountered her fair share of tough characters.


    Without having honed some serious chops, how could she ever stand up to those fierce women?


    Thssa had mastered the art of keeping her cool under fire, but if someone deliberately picked a


    fight, she was ready to go all in.


    Susan had previously held power over her, wielding thatpromising video as leverage. Thssa


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    hadn''t dared take risks, fearing for her mother''s well-being.


    Now, with the video safely erased by her hands, why would she tolerate Susan''s insolence any longer?


    "It''s you! You''re the trash!" Susan''s breath heaved as she spat out the words defiantly.


    "I wonder if your mouth is as tough as your scalp!" Thssa yanked Susan''s hair again, pulling so hard


    it seemed her scalp mighte off like a wig.


    But Susan''s hair was all too real, and the pain all too acute.


    "Ah, let go! Thssa, you lowlife, I''ll kill you!" Susan''s face contorted with rage, veins bulging on her


    forehead as she tried to w at Thssa.


    Thssa dodged Susan''s iling hands, stepping back and nting a foot on Susan''s lower back,


    pinning her in a helpless arch.


    "Only someone as shameless as you would stoop to any low to get into a man''s bed. And you have the


    nerve to call others names?" Thssa taunted.


    "That''s just any man? That''s Lysander we''re talking about. How many women dream of being with him?


    And aren''t you the same, hanging around him, hoping for scraps of affection?" Susan gasped, caught


    in Thssa''s grip, her back arched painfully.


    "If you think you can, then steal him away!" Thssa gritted her teeth.


    "You think I won''t? Drugging Lysander was just the first step to get closer to him, and I''ll have plenty of


    chances in the future. Your days of arrogance are numbered!" Susan vowed spitefully, maintaining her


    humiliating posture, her gaze fixed venomously on Thssa from her upside down view.


    Closer to Lysander?


    What did she mean?


    Had something actually happened between Susan and Lysander that night?


    Hearing this, Thssa''s heart sank with a pain she tried to ignore, mistaking it as anger towards


    Susan''s shamelessness and brazen tactics.