The guys were smoking cigarettes and clutching liquor bottles, leering at Estelle with malicious
intentions. One of them chuckled, “Where did this girl come from?” Another chimed in jokingly. “She’s
my girlfriend. Isn’t she stunning?”
“Get lost! You’re only fit for blow–up dolls!” retorted someone else, prompting laughter from the group.
The girl seated beside Mathilda stood up, glaring at Estelle, and demanded, “Who the hell do you think
you are?”
She then turned to the guys behind her and taunted. ‘Who ordered a prostitute? What a waste of
money! Why not just come to me?”
More laughter erupted in response.
Estelle surveyed the room and spoke coldly. “Everyone, leave now, or I’m calling the police!”
“Call the cops?” The girl snuffed her cigarette on the tea table and grabbed a beer bottle, swinging it
towards Estelle,
Estelle didn’t move, her face void of emotion. Just as the bottle was about to hit her face, she suddenly
grabbed the girl’s wrist and swung it back towards her head”
The girl screamed in pain, holding her head and collapsing onto the sofa.
Everyone froze, and the room fell silent. The girl’s boyfriend, who had been playing poker, angrily stood
up, his face fierce. He grabbed a bottle off the floor and charged at Estelle
Estelle caught his arm, making him squeal like a pig and drop to his knees.
She then efficiently and ruthlessly kicked him away, turning to the others and saying, “You wanna fight,
or are you gonna leave? Your choice!”
Mathilda lunged at Estelle, trying to grab her face, “How dare you cause trouble on my turf!”
“Slap!”
Estelle backhanded Mathilda, sending her crashing into the sofa.
Estelle, with an ice–cold expression and an extraordinarily beautiful face, kicked over the tea table and
declared, “I changed my mind. None of you are leaving tonight!”
In the bedroom, Emily’s restlessness grew as the commotion outside intensified. Seeking solace, she
put on her headphones and curled up in bed, attempting to block out
the noise
After a while, a sense of unease crept over her. Removing her headphones, she was greeted by the
distant echoes of yelling from the living room.
Startled, she swiftly rose from her bed, opened the door, and her eyes widened in shock at the scene
before her
Estelle had just kicked a man so hard that he flew across the room!
He sailed through the air like a scene from a movie, slamming into the wall and then collapsing heavily
onto the floor.
Around seven or eight people were now lying on the ground, clutching their legs or chests, wailing in
pain.
None of the people Emily had seen in the living room before were still standing.
Estelle turned to her and frowned, “Are they always like this?”
Emily’s face paled, and she nodded fearfully.
Estelle’s face darkened with anger, ‘Why didn’t you call the police? Why didn’t you tell me?”
Emily bit her lip, at a loss for words. She had called the police, but they’d just shooed everyone out,
and they’d come back the next day, even more vicious.
Emily felt helpless and decided to endure it.
Estelle walked over to John and stepped on his back, ‘Get all of them up, clean this place up, and you
have half an hour to do so. If it’s not clean by then, I’ll beat you up again!”
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