Chapter 86


    Violette got a face full of water.


    She felt a chill.


    "What the hell, Melinda!" Derek immediately rose, grabbing Melinda''s arm and pulling her aside.


    "Bro! Don''t get in my way! I''m going to teach her a lesson tonight!" Melinda''s eyes were bloodshot, her


    sharp voice echoing through the private room.


    "Have you lost your mind?!" Derek chastised her harshly.


    Melinda had never been treated this way by her brother in public.


    She was filled with rage.


    She jerked her arm away from Derek, ready tosh out at Violette again.


    Wham! A cup of juice sshed across her face.


    Violette put the empty cup down forcefully on the table, her icy gaze on juice-drenched Melinda. "If you


    want to bully me, you better have the chops."


    The room immediately fell silent.


    All eyes were on Violette and Melinda.


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    Violette''s face was wet from the water, but her features remained clear.


    Melinda, on the other hand, was covered in red watermelon juice, her once delicate features now


    ridiculous.


    "Keep eating! I''m out of here." Violette wiped her face with a napkin.


    With that, she left the room in long strides.


    Melinda tried to follow, but Derek held her back.


    "Do you want to look even more pathetic, Melinda?!"


    "Ha, you think I''ve embarrassed you? Let me go!" Melinda struggled out of his grip, tears streaming


    down her face.


    She had just learned that Elijah had stood in the rain all night outside Violette''s mom''s apartment,


    caught a fever that wouldn''t subside, and refused to go to the hospital.


    Her beloved man was infatuated with another woman.


    She was in so much pain, she just couldn''t take it.


    She had to vent on Violette.


    "Cool it, Melinda. Are you the Melinda I know?" Derek''s rhetorical question made Melinda stop crying.


    Elijah didn''t like her, and now even her brother looked down on her. She felt rejected by the world.


    "I don''t think you''ve embarrassed yourself, I just don''t want you to regret it. Fight your enemies with


    wisdom, remember?" Derek held her hand tightly, leading her to the bathroom.


    Once they left for the restroom, the management staff of the Dennis Group and SwiftStream Capital


    exchanged meaningful nces, silently acknowledging the weightiness of the situation at hand.


    "Why are Melinda and Ms. Dennis fighting?" a SwiftStream Capital employee asked.


    "We have no idea! We know nothing about her personal life!" a Dennis Group employee responded.


    "Oh... Seemsplicated."


    "Yeah! I wonder if this will affect our cooperation."


    "It shouldn''t. The cooperation n was personally designed by Mr. Marcia, he really wants it to be


    sessful." a SwiftStream Capital staff reassured.


    The Dennis Group staffer sighed in relief: "That''s good."


    Violette walked out of the restaurant, abruptly stopping.


    She felt the deep chill of early winter.


    Her hair was still damp, and a gust of wind made her shiver.


    This time yesterday, it had already started to rain. The rain got heavier and heavier,sting the whole


    night.


    She took a deep breath.