Noemi went to a nearby restaurant to have lunch at noon. After ordering, she took a sip of water. Suddenly, an unfriendly voice came from the side. âHow could you do this to me? I gave birth to your children and worked hard to support your family, but you raised a mistress with my money. How could you be so shameless?â
Noemi looked over and saw a woman in a work suit angrily pointing at a couple of men and women who were eating. The womanâs face was full of anger and despair.
The woman next to the man in fashionable clothes was not frightened at all. Instead, she sneered at her original wife and said, âLook at yourself. Youâre sallow and thin, and your eyes are dull. Itâs impossible for a man like you to like you.â
âYouâve gone too far!â The woman in the uniform was so angry that she trembled. She grabbed a dish on the table and poured it on the fashionable womanâs head.
The woman screamed, and her face was full of vegetables and grease. She was so angry that she got up and grabbed the woman in the uniform to fight with her. The fashionable woman was naturally no match for the woman in the uniform. She shouted at the man, âWhy are you still standing there? Why donât you help me?â
The man stood up and raised his hand to slap the woman in the uniform. The woman in the uniform was supposed to have the upper hand, but she was knocked out by her husbandâs mouth. âYou hit me? Iâll kill you!â
When she reacted, she reached out to grab the manâs face, and the man reached out to grab her hair and had a few more mouths. How could the woman be a match for the man? She was quickly beaten to the ground by the man. The woman next to her saw that the woman had no power to fight back, so she arrogantly pulled the womanâs hair and slapped the womanâs face.
She scolded her as she fanned. Noemi, who was watching from the side, became angry and rushed over.
âWhat are you doing? Let go of me!â She reached out to pull the fashionable woman.
How could a fashionable woman be willing to listen to her advice? She opened her mouth and scolded, âYou little b*tch, are you full? How dare you meddle in other peopleâs business? Do you believe that I will slap you to death?â
Noemi glared at him and said, âThese days, how dare the mistress be so arrogant? Is there any justice in this world?â As she spoke, she slapped her mouth. The fashionable woman did not expect that Noemi would really hit her. She shouted like a pig being slaughtered, âHoney, why are you still standing there? This bitch hit me. Beat her to death!â
Hearing this, the man sealed Noemiâs collar and punched her in the face. When the fist was about to land on Noemiâs face, a figure flashed in front of her, and then a manâs groan came into her ears. Before Noemi could understand what was going on, the manâs huge body had fallen out.
Noemi looked at the man who couldnât get up from the ground and screamed in surprise. Then she looked at Elliot and Deon who suddenly appeared in front of her. It took her a long time to react. âYou... you... why are you here?â
âAre you scared silly?â Elliot said with a playful smile, âIt depends on your own strength. If I hadnât been here today, you would have been in danger, wouldnât you?â
Noemi did not care about the shift in his mouth. She just stared at the man who was lying on the ground and screaming. There was horror in her eyes. âYou... where did you hurt him? How could he scream so miserably?â
âIt was just a coincidence that I kicked him in the waist,â Elliot replied indifferently.
âDid you break his waist?â Noemiâs eyes widened.
âThis kind of heartless man should be punished. I donât think he has a waist. How can he keep me as his mistress?â Elliot sneered.
âArenât you worried?â Noemi was too angry just now, so she went out to help. Now when she saw the man screaming on the ground, she realized that things were getting complicated. Elliot wouldnât be put in jail, would he? If she really did what she did today, she would lose more than she gained.
âWhat am I worried about?â Elliot asked.
âThe police are looking for trouble with you?â
âDonât worry. Someone will settle this trivial matter. Letâs go to another restaurant for dinner.â Seeing that Noemi didnât move, Elliot reached out and pulled her. âLetâs go.â
Noemi stumbled out of the restaurant dragged by Elliot and got in his car. She was still in a state of shock. âElliot, will you really get into trouble?â
âNo,â Elliot replied.
âBut Iâm worried that Iâll be sent to jail for intentional injury.â
âDonât worry, nothing will happen.â Elliot started the car. âBut you, Iâm telling you, donât be so reckless next time. If Iâm not here today, youâll be in trouble. If youâre disfigured, what should we do if we canât get married?â
Noemi smiled bitterly and said, âAnyway, I canât get married. Itâs not a big deal to be disfigured.â
âWhy are you so pessimistic? I think youâre pretty good, arenât you?â Elliot comforted her.
âDo you really think Iâm good?â
âOf course, you are beautiful, talented, and independent. The most important thing is that you like to pretend to be a woman now.
You are not pretentious at all, and your character is also pleasing...â Elliot suddenly stopped. He had never praised a woman like this. How could he say such praise so smoothly? He was not awkward at all. He subconsciously looked at the rearview mirror and saw that Noemiâs face was a little red.
He didnât know why, but he suddenly said, âYou look very good with your face blushing.â
After saying this, she realized that it was a little ambiguous, so she immediately explained, âI donât mean anything else. Please donât mind me.â
Originally, Noemi was a little shy because of Elliotâs compliment. After listening to Elliotâs explanation, she was in no mood at once.
After eating with Noemi, Elliot left. On the way back, he received a call from Walter. âItâs settled. I gave him some money and promised him. He was sent to the hospital for treatment. Later, I went back to the hospital because I had something to do. Guess what I saw?â
âDonât be annoying! What did you find?â
âmistress and his wife are as good as a person. Itâs so weird!â
âItâs indeed weird. Ask someone to keep an eye on it.â Elliot ordered. Walter replied, âThereâs one more thing to tell you. Recently, there are rumors of Celia and her daughter being harmed in the upper class circle.â
âWhat kind of rumors are these?â Elliot was immediately interested.
âItâs said that Shannon was the mistress, while Celia was sinister and vicious. At this time, such a rumor appeared. I suspect that someone deliberately let her out...â
âEven a fool would know that someone released him on purpose.â Elliot interrupted him.
âNo, I havenât finished my words yet. I suspect that this news was released by Rodney.â
âIs that so? Then thereâll be a good show soon.â Elliot laughed. âSince heâs lost, Iâll give him a hand. You should take action as soon as possible. Have Mr. Mooreâs wife, who doesnât get along well with Shannon, find Rachel and tell her about Shannon and Celiaâs scandal.â
âIâve asked someone to handle this matter. If my guess is right, Mrs. Moore should tell Rachel this news soon.â
âWell done. Rachel likes Celia, doesnât she? I just want to disgust that old woman to death!â Elliot laughed happily.
Rodney went to visit Mel again. Melâs attitude towards him had not changed much, and it was still indifferent to him. Rodney was depressed and flustered. After looking at Mel, he went home dejectedly.
He pushed the door open and saw his mother sitting on the sofa, looking unhappy. He did not have the energy to pay attention to his mother and went straight upstairs. Rachel was in a worse mood when she saw her sonâs dejected look.
Today, the wife of Mr. Moore, who had a good time in her circle, came to see her. It was supposed to be a happy thing, but when the two of them talked about Shannon and Celia, everything became unpleasant.
Mrs. Moore didnât know where she heard the rumor that Shannon gave birth to Celia before she got married. She asked, âRodney and Celia didnât break the engagement because Shannon was the mistress?â
Rachel always thought that only she knew that Shannon was the mistress, but she didnât expect that Mrs. Moore also knew it.
Mrs. Moore was famous for her big mouth. When she knew, many noble madams in the circle would definitely know. Rachelâs good mood suddenly changed because of Mrs. Mooreâs words. Of course, she would not admit it. So she asked, âWhere do you mean?â
âYou donât have to hide it anymore? The news has spread.â
âItâs spread? Who did you hear it from?â Rachel was surprised. Recently, it was inconvenient for her to go out. After hearing Mrs.
Mooreâs words, she started to stir up trouble in her heart. Was everyone really aware of it?
âMy daughter came back and told me,â Mrs. Moore replied. âIt has been spread all over their social circle. Now, Celia doesnât dare to go out because of this matter.â
Celia didnât go out because Rachel knew that she was pregnant. But who was the one who spread the news that Shannon was a mistress? âDo you know who spread the news?â
âI donât know, but you must know better than me, right? We have such a good friendship, but you hide it from me.â
There was a grudge between Mrs. Moore and Shannon. She looked like she was gloating. âThat Shannon, Iâve always thought that sheâs the secretaryâs wife putting on an act. I canât stand it, but now I know that sheâs a mistress. Luckily, Rodney and her daughter have broken off the engagement. Why donât you face a mistressâ daughter all day? You must be in a bad mood.â
Rachel smiled bitterly. It was not true at all that Rodney and Celia had broken off the engagement. However, since the news had spread, it would not be wise to let Celia marry into the family in the future. She had a headache. She had already promised Itzel.
How could she explain if she went back on her word?
Mrs. Moore didnât know Rachelâs distress. She continued to tell Rachel the news she had heard. âBy the way, do you know what Shannon did before she married Mr. Black?â
âI donât know.â
âShe used to live in the catâs alley in the South City. Thatâs the most messy and poor place in the South City,â said Mrs. Moore.
âItâs said that she was nicknamed a flower in the catâs alley at that time. It was so funny that she called me a flower. Itâs the same as those prostitutesâ names in ancient times.â Mrs. Moore thought it was funny.
Rachel naturally knew the name Parkview Street. She had never dreamed that the noble and elegant secretaryâs wife would come from there and have such an indecent title.
However, heroes didnât care about their backgrounds. Although Shannon didnât come from a good family, she did have some ability to become the secretaryâs wife in such a place. Of course, she had to abandon her mistress to get the position. Looking at Mrs. Mooreâs gloating look, she felt a little uncomfortable, so she said, âShannon is beautiful. No wonder she is called a flower.â
Mrs. Moore said disdainfully, âWhatâs so great about being beautiful? There are many women more beautiful than her. If everyone becomes a mistress like her, the world will be in chaos.â
âMaybe she has some difficulties.â It was the first time that Rachel spoke for her mistress, and her face was a little hot.
âWhat difficulties? What difficulties shouldnât we break up other peopleâs families? Yu Zhenfang, why are you so strange today?
Donât you hate your mistress the most? Why did you put in a good word for her today?â Mrs. Moore was very dissatisfied with Rachelâs words for Shannon.
âI didnât put in a good word for her. I just think it wasnât easy for her.â Rachel quickly clarified.
âLet me tell you, this woman is not an ordinary mistress. Other people have their own difficulties in being a mistress, but this Shannon is much more disgusting than those who take the position of mistress. I heard that she and Channingâs wife are best friends, men who steal their best friends. It can be seen that this kind of woman has a bad character. The most important thing is that she did not have a good character before. I heard that she had an affair with many gangsters in some catâs alley. How dirty is this kind of person?â