Chapter 488


    The guys were smoking cigarettes and clutching liquor bottles, leering at Estelle with malicious intentio


    ns. One of them chuckled, “Where did this girle from?” Another chimed in jokingly. “She’s


    my girlfriend. Isn’t she stunning?”


    “Get lost! You’re only fit for blow–up dolls!” retorted someone else, promptingughter from the group.


    The girl seated beside Mathilda stood up, ring at Estelle, and demanded, “Who the hell do you think


    you are?”


    She then turned to the guys


    behind her and taunted. ‘Who ordered a prostitute? What a waste of money! Why not juste to me?


    ”


    Moreughter erupted in response.


    Estelle surveyed the room and spoke coldly. “Everyone, leave now, or I’m calling the police!”


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    “Call the cops?” The girl snuffed her cigarette on the


    tea table and grabbed a beer bottle, swinging it towards Estelle,


    Estelle didn’t move, her face void of emotion. Just as the bottle was about to hit her face, she suddenly


    grabbed the girl’s wrist and swung it back towards her head”


    The girl screamed in pain, holding her head and copsing onto the sofa.


    Everyone froze, and the room fell silent. The girl’s boyfriend, who had been ying poker, angrily stood


    up, his face fierce. He grabbed a bottle off the floor and charged at Estelle


    Estelle caught his arm, making him squeal like a pig and drop to his knees.


    She then efficiently and ruthlessly kicked him away, turning to the others and saying, “You wanna fight,


    or are you gonna leave? Your choice!”


    Mathilda lunged at Estelle, trying to grab her face, “How dare you cause trouble on my turf!”


    “p!”


    Estelle backhanded Mathilda, sending her crashing into the sofa.


    Estelle, with an ice–


    cold expression and an extraordinarily beautiful face, kicked over the tea table and dered, “I change


    d my mind. None of you are leaving tonight!”


    In the bedroom, Emily’s restlessness grew as themotion outside intensified. Seeking sce, she p


    ut on her headphones and curled up in bed, attempting to block out


    the noise


    After a while, a sense of unease crept over her. Removing her headphones, she was greeted by the dis


    tant echoes of yelling from the living room.


    Startled, she swiftly rose from her bed, opened the


    door, and her eyes widened in shock at the scene before her


    Estelle had just kicked a man so hard that he flew across the room!


    He sailed through the air like a scene from a movie, mming


    into the wall and then copsing heavily onto the floor.


    Around seven or eight people were now lying on the ground, clutching their legs


    or chests, wailing in pain.


    None of the people Emily had seen in the living room before were still standing.


    Estelle turned to her and frowned, “Are they always like this?”


    Emily’s face paled, and she nodded fearfully.


    Estelle’s face darkened with anger, ‘Why didn’t you call the police? Why didn’t you tell me?”


    Emily bit her lip, at a loss for words. She had called the police, but they’d just shooed everyone out, an


    d they’de back the next day, even more vicious.


    Emily felt helpless and decided to endure it.


    Estelle walked over to John and stepped on his back, ‘Get all of them up, clean this ce up, and you


    have half an hour to do so. If it’s not clean by then, I’ll beat you up again!”