Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 857

"Tear the mask off this woman's face. I want to see exactly what kind of hideous freak is hiding underneath!" Bianca's finger trembled as she pointed at Serena. Even with the mask on, everyone could tell her face was contorted with fury.

The surrounding guests gasped at the demand.

Having a mask forcibly removed by security in public...

Regardless of this woman's identity, it would be an unimaginable humiliation. She would never be able to show her face in high society again.

Who told her to pick a fight with the Doyle family's heiress?

Everyone knew the Doyle family was currently riding a massive wave of momentum, acting arrogant and untouchable.

And this daughter of the Doyle family was the most vicious of them all.

It was a pity. This woman had a stunning figure and likely possessed a beautiful face to match, but now she was about to be publicly destroyed.

Listening to the whispers around her, Bianca tilted her chin higher, her eyes gleaming with vindictive pleasure.

She was going to make this arrogant bitch pay the price for her insolence!

The security captain took measured steps toward Serena.

His footsteps were heavy and deliberate.

He was clearly a trained killer.

"Ma'am," the captain said, his voice gruff and rough. "Forgive the offense."

With that, he reached his hand toward Serena's face.

But the girl made no move to dodge.

She simply stood there with a lazy elegance, a faint smirk playing on her crimson lips.

The eyes hidden behind the white angel mask remained serene, carrying an air of absolute indifference.

Just as the captain's hand was inches from Serena's face.

Nicholas moved.

The black angel mask covered most of the man's face, highlighting his sharp, chiseled jawline and projecting an overwhelmingly dominant presence.

As his gaze locked onto the captain, the atmospheric pressure in the room plummeted.

It was the suffocating authority of someone who had spent a lifetime at the absolute apex of power.

A heavy, crushing weight descended over them.

His fingers twitched, ready to reach out and snap the captain's wrist.

But a slender, pale hand gently pressed down on the back of the man's hand.

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