Unveiling the Genius Behind the Divorcee

Chapter 179

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Chapter 179 People Coming

Aylin was unaware that she was being watched. After calming her emotions in the restroom, she slipped into a relatively less crowded side hall.

Still feeling restless and itchy, so annoyed that I want to hit someone.

Once, when she was in a bad mood, she would practice boxing at home. But today’s environment didn’t allow for that, so Aylin had no choice but to endure and find a quiet place to sit down.

She had just taken a couple of sips of her fruit juice when suddenly, amidst the noise, she heard her own name. Following the sound, she saw a group of elegantly dressed women surrounding someone at the entrance, chattering away as they walked in, engaged in a lively conversation.

Those enchanting and seductive faces were very familiar to Aylin, but she couldn’t recall their names. Most of them were socialites and freelance models who frequented such events to gain popularity.

And there, surrounded by them, stood Sariah, wearing a self-satisfied smile on her face.

Carmen insinuated to her, sparing no effort to tarnish Aylin’s reputation.

“Would I lie to you? My cousin here, she ran away from home for three years and no one knew where she went. When she came back, she kept changing men one after another, juggling multiple relationships at once!”

Sariah’s voice was sharp and bitter, “Now we don’t even dare to let relatives into our home, who knows if there’s something disgraceful going on…”

A model with wavy curls immediately chimed in, giggling foolishly, “She must be hiding an illegitimate child, afraid of being seen by others!”

“Ah, Sally, you’re so naughty!” Her friend playfully slapped the model, feigning annoyance.

Sally noticed the discord between Sariah and Aylin, and wholeheartedly seized this opportunity to try to win Sariah’s favor.

“I have a friend whose friend works at the Koch Group, and they said they’ve seen Aylin. They said she’s quite pretty, with a small face, but I think… hmph, it must all be fake. Maybe she even had her jawbone shaved, which isn’t cheap. Who knows, maybe the money for her plastic surgery was hard- earned by spreading her legs in bed, hahaha…”

Sally spoke with great enthusiasm, and Sariah didn’t try to stop her. She leaned forward and backward, laughing so hard that she could barely close her mouth.

Disparagement is the least costly thing to do.

Aylin became the target of their venting and the center of their attacks.

It seemed as if by attacking her, one could please Sariah and gain entry into high society.

Amidst a burst of laughter, suddenly, the sound of high heels approached.

Sariah looked up, saw who it was, and her face changed dramatically.

“Sal-”

She didn’t have time to stop Sally from continuing her slander. Suddenly, a slender and fair hand grabbed the woman by the back of her neck. Then, that hand forcefully pushed Sally’s head into the cake beside her!

Swift and decisive, showing no mercy.

Sally’s head throbbed with pain as she accidentally gulped down a mouthful of whipped cream, her face turning beet red. Only after a moment did she let out a piercing scream!

“Ah!”

A charming figure stood gracefully behind them, arms folded, leisurely watching the scene unfold.

Aylin was already in a bad mood, and when someone insisted on provoking her, she wouldn’t swallow her anger and let herself be wronged.

So she didn’t hold back at all when she started, smashing the model’s head into the cake with such force that you could even hear a muffled thudding sound.

Sariah’s pupils trembled violently, as she never expected Aylin to suddenly appear here.

Shouldn’t she go to the private lounge?

“Who is it?”

Sally is a model for the event organizer, and she spent 150 dollars on her styling for this dinner party, hoping to catch the attention of a wealthy second-generation heir who might support her financially.

At this moment, her entire face was covered in cream.

Hair and eyes were all mixed up together, completely ruining the appearance.

She was on the verge of going crazy, wiping her face in embarrassment. Pointing at the woman in front of her, she yelled uncontrollably, “You wretch! How dare you treat me like this? Do you know who I am?

I want to make you disappear in New York!”

Aylin’s lips curled into a smile, but those who looked at her from the field couldn’t help but shiver, feeling the terrifying aura she exuded.

“Let m

“Let me disappear, huh…”

After saying this lightly, Aylin once again lifted the cake plate and forcefully smashed it into Sally’s face!

She even managed to grab a tissue to pad her hand, and then stuffed all the broken pieces of cake into Sally’s mouth, causing her to struggle and mumble, unable to utter a single complete sentence!

“Since this mouth only spreads rumors, there’s no need for it to speak anymore.”

Aylin narrowed her eyes, her tone icy and biting, “I don’t know if you can make me disappear, but right now, I can make sure you never speak again!”

Everyone had never seen such a spectacle before; at most, they had watched dramas where the wife and the mistress fought and tore each other’s hair out.

Aylin was no joke when it came to fighting. With just one hand, she had Sally completely under control, leaving her opponent with no chance to fight back!

“Oh my goodness, is this woman crazy?”

“Where did this killer come from? Hurry, call the organizer! If this continues, there will be trouble!”

Someone quickly realized what was happening and discreetly went to find the organizer.

The organizer’s representative is a middle-aged man with the last name of Zabinski. Arthur Zabinski, who has seen a lot and is quite knowledgeable, is also taken aback by this situation.

At this moment, Sally’s hair was disheveled, her face and body covered in cream and cake crumbs. Her mouth was so stuffed with food that she couldn’t speak.

The makeup on her face was a mix of all colors, smeared together and slapped on, making her look both comical and pitiful, just like a clown caught in the rain at a circus.

“If you guys don’t come and help, Sally is going to get beaten to death!” A flamboyantly dressed woman spoke up in defense of Sally.

Arthur quickly stepped forward, grabbed a tissue, and helped Sally wipe her face. He then instructed his subordinates to fetch a new, clean set of clothes for her.

Sally is a model signed under their agency, and no matter the reason, her being beaten like this makes her a victim.

Arthur glared at Aylin, but suddenly paused, his eyes filled with a touch of amazement.

This woman is really beautiful!