“Step on the line again, and I’ll show you ways to die!”
“You…”
“Get out!” growled Cordelia.
Yelena looked at her, dazed and afraid. Her gaze was still hostile, but she didn't dare to make a fuss anymore.
Linda, who came in at this time, caught what happened. Just looking at the mess on the floor was good enough an indicator of what had happened.
Startled, she was worried that Cordelia would be at a disadvantage and darted over to shove Yelena away immediately.
Yelena stumbled from the push and slammed herself against the corner of the table, breaking out in a cold sweat from the pain.
“Linda Quimby, are you crazy!?” Yelena was hysterical. “How dare you shove me!?”
“Yeah, so?” Linda defended Cordelia. “You’re here with these people to find fault with Cordelia, aren’t you?”
“Hah, I’m here to bring her business!” Yelena rolled her eyes at her. “Ungrateful brats… You and Cordelia are the same, blind b*tches!”
Linda found it too much of an effort to argue with her and went up to slap her directly, making Yelena see stars. She actually wanted to tone the entire matter down after tucking Cordelia behind her, but Yelena was just this capable—she could bring out the fiercest type of rage deep within someone.
Linda could not help wanting to berate Yelena, seeing the latter’s arrogance, but her brimming fury blanked her mind out. She usually had a sharp tongue but was at a loss for words at this critical moment. Since words failed her, she might as well take action!
Linda and Yelena got into a fight, pulling hair and grabbing clothes. Both of them were equally aggressive.
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