Chapter 82
The Divorced Billionaire Heiress
Samanthaâs body stiffened. She then
raised her head in shock and glared at
Nicole angrily. Her voice was shrill and
harsh.
âNicole! Are you crazy?â
The two young ladies next to Samantha
were also mad at Nicole and tried to
stand up for Samantha.
âNicole, donât you know where this is? Do
you even deserve to be here?â
âThatâs right! Youâre not welcome here! Iâll
get the security guards to kick you out!â
Nicole did not care for these two idiots
and stared at Samantha coldly. âYou
didnât think of this scenario when you
slandered me?â
Samantha was stubborn. âWho slandered
you? Everyone knows what you did!â
Nicole hooked her lips and pushed
Samantha back to a wall with one hand.
When Samantha tried to struggle, Nicole
put one arm across her neck and said in a
in extremely cold voice, âSamantha Lindt,
you should own up to your actions. I
prepared a big return gift for you.â
Samantha saw disdain in Nicoleâs eyes.
The corners of her lips trembled as she
lowered her voice and said, âThe
recording with Chairman Zeller doesnât
mean anything. Anyone will encounter
such things in the workplace, so this
wonât hurt me. Nicole, youâll never get rid
of me as a rival!â
Nicole withdrew her gaze and raised her
eyebrows. âOh? But youâre not even
qualified to be my rival.â
As soon as Nicole finished her sentence, a shocked cry suddenly came from the banquet hall. âIsnât that
Samantha Lindt?!â âThatâs Samantha Lindt from Stanton Corporation! Sheâs been mingling in our circle
latelyâ¦â âWhoâs that? Thatâs Micah Zielinski, right? Mrs. Zielinski, isnât that your husband?â
Soon after, they heard intermittent voices coming from the banquet hall. Samanthaâs face instantly turned
glum. She panicked and asked, âWhat did you do?â âTsk tsk⦠Whoever told you that I only have one
recording of you?â Nicole took a step back. âGo check out your giftâ¦â Samantha ran out, but before she
could
see what was going on, she was slapped hard in the face. âAhh!â âYou homewrecker! How dare you
seduce my husband? Shameless b*tch! You incited me to help you spread rumors about Nicole but you
stabbed me in the back? Iâll beat you to death todayâ¦â
A woman dressed in expensive and
extravagant clothes yelled as she angrily
charged at Samantha. No one nearby
tried to stop the fight.
Nicole laughed. When she arrived earlier,
she had already spotted Micah Zielinskiâs
wife. âSheâs just as hot-tempered as they
say!
Samantha was beaten and did not dare
to fight back. She only covered her face
and whimpered wretchedly.
Overhead on the big projector was an unseemly video of Samantha Lindt and Micah Zielinski with their
bodies entangled in the car. The people around started to watch the show. Nicole smiled and turned to
look at the shocked faces of the two young ladies behind her.
âNow, itâs your turn.â Those two young ladies were shocked as they just found out that Samantha was not
a good person. However, they did not
think that Nicole was any better and did
not fear her.
âWhat do you want to do? Why hasnât the
security guard come yet? Even if
Samantha Lindt isnât a good person and
has wronged you, it doesnât mean that
youâre innocent either!â
âWhether Iâm a good person or not is
none of your business. Didnât your
families teach you basic manners not to
talk behind peopleâs backs?â Nicole
smirked at them.
âWhat right do you have to tell us what to
do? Security!â One of them started
shouting impatiently.
Coincidentally, someone walked over
from a distance.
The handsome man with
charming eyes and extremely sexy lips
said, âWhy are you calling for security?â
âSecond Young Master Carter! This
woman was being rude to us. She even
fought with Samantha Lindt just now.
You have to protect usâ¦â Another woman
spoke.
They thought that lan Carter, who was a
distinguished Young Master of an
affluent family, was just like them and
would surely be on their side.
lan glanced at them and grunted, then
said in a cold tone. âYou asked for it.â
He then reached out to hold Nicoleâs
hand and looked at it with heartache ashe chided her in an aggrieved tone. âWhy
didnât you call me to fight for you? How
could you hurt your own hands by beating
people up personally?â