From Discarded Wife to Queen (Tyrone) novel Chapter 456

**TITLE: Obsidian Dawn 456**
**Chapter 456: Chaos**

Aella was utterly bewildered, her mind racing as Raine pulled her along through the bustling street. The world around them blurred into a haze of colors and sounds, but all she could focus on was the urgency in Raine’s grip.

“Raine, wait! Where are we going?” Aella gasped, trying to keep pace with her friend’s hurried strides.

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They skidded to a halt just outside the beauty salon, Anna’s Glamour, a place that usually sparkled with elegance and laughter. Raine was about to step inside, but Aella’s instinct kicked in, and she yanked her back.

“Are you out of your mind? We can’t just walk in there!” Aella whispered, her heart pounding in her chest.

They ducked behind a nearby awning, peering into the salon like spies in a covert operation. The clock had barely struck ten, yet the salon was already teeming with customers, the air thick with chatter and the scent of hair products.

Suddenly, the door swung open, and Rachel burst in, flanked by Jolene and her entourage of sisters—four or five women in total, all exuding an air of entitlement.

Aella’s eyes widened as she recognized Zera, who had just been released from some kind of confinement. Anna, the owner, had hastily instructed her to assist with the salon’s operations. But when Zera caught sight of the incoming crowd, her expression shifted to one of panic, and she instinctively retreated behind the counter, her guilt palpable.

The salon’s staff and several curious customers turned their attention to the unfolding drama.

“Mrs. Cunningham, what brings you and your entourage here?” Zera asked, her voice trembling slightly, betraying her unease.

Jolene, however, was unyielding. “Zera, don’t kid yourself. Just because your aunt is pregnant with my husband’s child doesn’t mean she gets to elevate her status from trash to classy!” Her tone dripped with disdain, and Aella felt a knot tighten in her stomach.

Zera cast a furtive glance around, her eyes wide with anxiety.

Behind the curtain, Aella frowned deeply. Memories flooded her mind—her previous life, where Anna had married George shortly after Aella’s tumultuous breakup with Tyrone. It became painfully clear: Anna must have been entangled with George long before she had the chance to claim him.

Jolene’s voice cut through Aella’s thoughts like a knife. “Call your aunt right now! She better show up, or I swear I’ll destroy this salon!”

The whispers among the onlookers grew louder, a cacophony of judgment and gossip.

“Wait, the boss and Mr. Cunningham were an item? So that’s how she ended up with three stores downtown.”

“She was supposed to be friends with Mrs. Cunningham! How could she betray her like that?”

“Normal people don’t behave this way. What a disaster.”

“I’m done with this place. I’m canceling my membership right now.”

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**Chapter 456: Chaos**

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The atmosphere shifted as two affluent women were the first to cancel their appointments, and soon others followed suit, echoing their sentiments.

In that moment, silence fell, but it was Jolene’s laughter that shattered it.

She tossed her purse aside, squatted down, and grabbed Zera’s hair, her grip as merciless as her intentions. With a dipper in hand, she struck Zera across the face, the sound echoing through the salon.

As Jolene’s energy waned, she flung the dipper aside, leaving Zera lying on the ground, a broken figure.

With a few tissues from the counter, Jolene wiped her hands clean, a satisfied smirk on her face.

“Get some people here,” she commanded the two women. “Take whatever is valuable. If it can’t be moved, just smash it!”

The two women scrambled to make calls, their voices a blend of excitement and malice.

Zera struggled to push herself off the ground, her voice trembling with defiance. “Who said you could take my things and destroy this place?”

Jolene sneered, her eyes glinting with malice. “I’m George’s legal wife. Anything he spent on your homewrecker aunt is also mine!”

Zera opened her mouth, but the words caught in her throat.

Moments later, several men stormed into the salon, their presence adding to the chaos.

Zera instinctively reached for her phone to call the police, but Rachel snatched it away, her grip tight.

Just as Rachel prepared to smash it against the floor, Raine darted forward, blocking her path. “Wait! Don’t break it yet. There might be something in there you’ll regret losing.”

Rachel paused, her expression shifting as she considered Raine’s words. “Good point,” she conceded, her demeanor cooling slightly.