Her fifth daughter died, so she deleted his bloodline. novel Chapter 189

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No wonder his assistant was so brazen.clearly, she had permission to act this way.

Bianca Sterling was practically bursting with laughter.

Trying to social-climb, huh? Take a look in the mirror, honey. Your clothes are screaming poverty. You really think

someone like you is worthy of Mr. Whitmore?”

I liked to keep a low profile.

My clothes were plain, my demeanor quiet.

But that didn’t mean I’d let myself be trampled on.

“Judging people by appearance is pathetic. You might want to clean up that filthy mouth of yours before someone else

does it for you.”

She wasn’t worth the energy.

I pulled out my card and handed it to the saleswoman. “I’ll take the bag.”

The woman looked at me, then at Bianca, hesitating.

Bianca’s laugh turned shrill. “Bitch, are you really trying to flex with that trash card of yours?”

“Who do you think you are? Or are you new here? This whole mall belongs to the Whitmore family. If I say no, you’re

not buying a damn thing. Not even a zipper.”

With that, she snatched my card and flung it toward the entrance.

“You think flashing plastic impresses me? Get out of my sight!”

No one had ever dared speak to me like that.

A white-hot rage lit up inside me.

I grabbed her wrist, dragged her to the store entrance, and hissed, “Pick. Up. My. Card.”

The staff gasped.

“Oh my God, she’s insane! She actually laid hands on Bianca Sterling!”

“She must not know who she’s messing with. Bianca’s Mr. Whitmore’s right hand. Offending her is like offending Charles

himself.”

One of them whispered to me, “Miss, it’s not worth it. Don’t make enemies with Whitmore Enterprises over a bag. Let

her go. Apologize while you still can.”

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Bianca wrenched her arm from my grip and puffed up like a toad. “Little bitch. If you say sorry now, maybe I’ll forgive

you.”

“Otherwise? I’ll make sure your whole family’s ruined.”

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What a joke.

That kind of line used to be something the Black Viper Syndicate said to others.

And now it was being thrown in my face?

I chuckled coldly and narrowed my eyes.

“You really think you’re somebody just because you’re hiding behind Charles Whitmore? I bet he wouldn’t say something

that stupid. So who the hell are you?”

“What the fuck?!”

“Yes, I mean you’re stupid.”

“You.bitch!”

She raised her hand to slap me, but I dodged, and she fell flat on the floor.

“Wow, Bianca. One harsh sentence and you go full performance mode with a faceplant? Thanks for the commitment.”

She scrambled up and pointed at me, seething. “You’ll regret this!”

I said flatly. “If you don’t clean that mouth, I might just help you do it.”

My dad had made sure I was trained by some of the best martial arts instructors in the country.

Women like Bianca? I could take three of her with one hand.

She faltered under my glare and fell quiet.

More and more people had gathered around to gawk.

I wasn’t interested in putting on a show for strangers.

I picked up my card from the ground, bought the bag, and turned to leave,

But Bianca blocked me again.

That was her last chance.

I raised my foot, fully intending to kick her out of my way.

“Stop!”

A deep male voice rang out behind me.