Chapter 506

Screech! Brittany's sharp fingernails raked across Olivia's face, causing pain. Anger welled up in Olivia's heart, but she quickly regained her composure.

"I won't let her bully me! This is ridiculous! We'll see who's afraid of whom! I'll show you who's boss!"

Olivia spotted a gap between Brittany's clawing hands and grabbed her hair.

Brittany yelped as Olivia pulled her hair back. Tears welled in her eyes. "How dare you attack me?!"

Pampered since childhood, Brittany had never been physically harmed, not by her parents or anyone else. Her brother, to whom she was very close, protected her at school. She'd had many suitors and leveraged her connections to break into the entertainment industry, where even directors wouldn't dare cross her. Yet, this woman dared to pull her hair?

Furious, Brittany clawed and kicked wildly, regardless of where she struck Olivia. "How dare you attack me?! How dare you?!"

Brittany, having never learned to fight, resorted to flailing. She scratched and clawed, injuring Olivia several times. Olivia was beginning to tire of this enraged woman. In a flash, she flipped Brittany over, pinned her down, and began punching her. "Motherf*cker! How dare you hit me? I'll show you how it feels!"

Initially, Brittany's attack had been fueled by rage and a complete lack of fighting skills. Now, pinned and pummeled, she could barely stand it. After several punches, she stopped struggling and sobbed, "How dare you punch me?! You're dead! I'm going to kill you!"

"Hey! Still feeling tough?" Olivia had initially considered stopping, but Brittany's threats reignited her anger. Olivia pinched Brittany's cheeks, pulling them apart. "You're going to kill me, huh? How dare you?!"

Brittany wailed, tears and snot streaming down her face. Olivia's face twisted in disgust. Just as she was about to release Brittany, a voice called out from behind. "What are you two doing?!"

"Olivia?!" Edward, returning from an errand, heard the commotion and rushed over to find Olivia pinning a woman to the ground. A catfight was clearly underway.

He disregarded his shopping bags, tossing them by the door before pulling Olivia up. He quickly scanned her from head to toe. "Are you okay?"

Olivia, her face scratched, hair disheveled, and cuts bleeding, replied with forced nonchalance. "I'm fine! She's worse off!"

Looking at the tearful Brittany still sprawled on the ground, Olivia felt a sense of triumph.