Serena's lips curled, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.
She tightened her grip on Hailey's hair and jerked it downward.
The sharp pain made Hailey scream and sob uncontrollably.
Just as Marianne lunged forward, Serena lifted her foot and viciously kicked Hailey in the stomach.
*THUD!*
Hailey couldn't even scream. Her body flew backward, landing hard several feet away.
She curled up on the ground, clutching her stomach, writhing in agony and unable to straighten up.
Only pained whimpers escaped her lips.
Marianne's lunge missed, and she nearly stumbled to the ground.
"Hailey! My daughter!" She scrambled over to Hailey. Seeing her daughter's miserable state, she was both furious and terrified. The hand she pointed at Serena was trembling. "Serena, you bitch, do you really think some man will protect you forever? Believe it or not, I can destroy your family—"
"Mrs. Wynn." Serena’s gaze turned icy, her oppressive presence utterly intimidating. "Say one more filthy word, and I’ll take it out on your precious daughter. Go on, give it a try. Let’s see which of us enjoys it more—you running your mouth, or me putting her in her place."
Marianne’s voice died in her throat.
Serena's eyes were so cold they seemed to pierce right through her.
All the curses she was about to hurl felt as if they were being choked off by an invisible hand.
Not another word could escape, only ragged, heavy breaths.
Benedict narrowed his eyes, studying the girl before him who was both familiar and strangely foreign.
It was… the same face.



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