Chapter: 911
"So what if I am?" She delivered a kick to Julie which sent her sprawling to the ground once again.
"Keep running your mouth and see if I’ll kill you!"
"Stop it!" Dahlia stepped between them, hiding Julie behind her.
"You lay another finger on her and you’ll pay dearly for it!" she roared.
The red–haired lady raised her hand and slapped Dahlia hard on the face.
"Who do you think you are to speak to me like that?"
"You!" Dahlia held her red and swollen face in her hand, her expression livid. These people were downright barbaric!
"I’ll say this one last time, pay up, or you’ll be sorry!"
"We did nothing wrong! Why should we pay?" Dahlia argued.
"You’re not paying? Then I guess I’ll just slash your face up!" With a vicious smile, the red–haired lady continued, "It’d be a pity for you to lose your pretty little face! I’d like to see if you’d dare to show up in public again after I’m done with you."
"Don’t you dare!" Dahlia’s expression froze.
"Try me!" With a wave of her hand, the red–haired lady called out to her friends, "Guys, hold her still!"
"On it!" Her friends came forward with mean smiles on their faces as they pinned Dahlia to the hood of the car.
"I must say, you’ve got a perfect face!" The red–haired lady took out a pocket knife and began gently grazing it on Dahlia’s face.
"But I do not like seeing things perfect, so I guess I’ll just have to ruin it!" And then she raised her hand and brought it down to Dahlia’s face quickly.
But before the knife came in contact with Dahlia’s face, a loud clang was heard as a silver needle flew through the air, accurately hitting the knife’s blade. A sharp pain shot through the red- haired lady’s hand, and the pocket knife she had in her hand clattered to the ground.
"Who’s there? Who did that?" She whipped her head around quickly with a dark expression.
"What gave you the guts to assault others in broad daylight?" A handsome man walked out from behind the car.
"Dustin?" Dahlia and Julie were both elated to see him. It was as though he was their savior, as they had yet to see him lose in a fight. When Dustin noticed Dahlia’s swollen cheeks, his expression darkened and his gaze became sharp.
"Where did you come from? And why are you sticking your nose in other people’s business?" the red–haired lady asked hostilely.
"You wretched bitch! That man is the head of security for our company! You’re in deep trouble today!" Julie shouted haughtily now that Dustin was there.
"Hah! And here I was wondering who this rascal was. So it turns out that he’s nothing but a security guard?" The red–haired lady scoffed contemptuously.