Unloved Unwanted Unstoppable (Seraphina and Dominic) novel Chapter 503

Seraphina grabbed Cynthia by the wrist and yanked her out.

Cynthia let out a sharp shriek, stumbling wildly as she was practically dragged from the seat.

"Are you insane?!"

She desperately clawed at the steering wheel with her free hand, her nails digging deep into the leather.

Seraphina didn't care. With a sharp pull, she dragged Cynthia completely out of the driver's seat.

Cynthia's legs gave out, and she collapsed onto the concrete floor.

"Seraphina! How dare you—"

Ignoring her entirely, Seraphina turned to the stunned security guards.

"Hold her down."

The guards exchanged glances, still too hesitant to make a move.

Seraphina spoke loud and clear. "She isn't the homeowner here. The apartment she lives in and the car she drives were both bought with marital funds shared by me and my ex-husband. I will be legally reclaiming them. You have absolutely no reason to fear her."

Hearing that, the last trace of hesitation vanished from the guards' eyes.

They immediately stepped forward and pinned Cynthia down.

A crowd of residents and passersby had already gathered around.

Someone recognized Seraphina, and someone else recognized Cynthia.

"Oh my god, isn't that Professor Sinclair? So that must be the homewrecker."

"How can a homewrecker act so arrogant? Strutting around right in front of the actual wife and threatening the staff? She really has no shame."

The crowd grew restless. A few passionate older women marched right over to help the guards keep Cynthia pinned.

Cynthia struggled to lift her head. Her makeup was ruined, and her eyes burned with pure humiliation and rage.

"You barbarians! Don't you dare touch me! I'll make you all pay for this!"

No one paid her any attention.

Seraphina got into Cynthia's car, reversed it, and parked it in a temporary spot nearby.

Then she stepped out, walked over to her own car, and pulled smoothly into her rightful space.

After locking her doors, she walked back over to Cynthia.

Cynthia glared at her with murder in her eyes. "Seraphina, give me back my car keys."

Seraphina twirled the keychain around her finger once before dropping it directly into her own pocket.

Cynthia turned purple with rage. "What gives you the right to take my things?!"

"Your things?" Seraphina sneered. "Dominic bought this car using marital funds. I am well within my legal rights to reclaim it."

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