Chapter 158

Chapter 158 It’s a honland’s res daytoded with his wife Marcus found those bold words interesting and admired Shirley’s courage and wit.

Any other woman would have been in tears by now, either from frustration or fear. But Shiley treated Benjamin like a man throwing a tantrum, no matter how foul his mood or harsh his words were She patiently calmed him down and cheered him up, There was no way Benjamin would actually throw her out Despite being best friends with Shirley, Marcus wondered why Janine hadn’t learned a thing or two from her.

Benjamin’s eyes turned chilling cold at Shirley’s words, sending shivers down her spine. Shirley immediately released his arm, cleverly extricating herself from the situation. I’m going to the restroom,” she said.

Not long after Shirley entered the restroom, several women came in She heard Emily’s voice from outside the stall “Some people really have no shame. Benjamin clearly despises her, yet she still clings to him.”

Then Elizbeth chimed in, “Exactly Her lawning face is disgusting. I can’t believe she still has the nerve to stay here.”

Sabrinachuckled. “Hry, having thick skin has its advantages. She’s willing to humiliate herself to please that cold fish. Would you do the same?”

The words of these three women made Shirley wonder if they had followed her into the bathroom just to pick a fight.

Shirley sat on the toilet, her head spinning Hearing the voices outside, she vigorously rubbed her face before standing up. Why did women have to be so cruel to each other? Shirley smiled faintly, then pushed open the door and walked out.

The women outside were still gathered in front of the mirror, touching up their i Shirley approached the sink. “Excuse me,” she said.

Emily pretended not to hear her and continued to touch up her makeup in front of th seup and continuing to mockher.

Without a word, Shirley shoved her aside, turned on the tap, and pushed down the stopper.

Emily, furious at being shoved aside, snapped, “Shirley, who do you think you are? Don’t think that being a celebrated socialite means anything, In front of Benjamin, you’re just a Lapdog “Exactly!” Elizabeth added. “That wound on your forehead–Benjamin did that? didn’t he? Samuel already dumped you, and your father’s hing half–dead in a hospital bed. If you weren’t shamelessly clinging to Benjamin, you’d be nothing. So, what makes you think you’re so superior?”

Shirley remained calm, a smirk playing on her lips as her gaze fell on the nearly full sink “Really? it seems you two don’t know your place.”

With that, she reached out without warning, grabbing Elizabeth with her left hand and Emily with her right. She yanked their hair and forced their heads into the sink.

Shirley might put up with Benjamin’s humiliation, but she wasn’t about to let anyone else walk all over her. At that moment, Elizabeth shrieked, while Emily remained silent as they were both shoved into the sink. They struggled, gasping for air. Sabrina, watching from the side, was too shocked to speak.

Shirley, however, couldn’t match the strength of both women for long. Emily and Elizabeth soon broke free, coughing up mouths of water and looking disheveled.

Coughing and dry–heaving, Elizabeth sprayed water from her sopping hair, drenching her dress.

Emily’s eyes filled with fury, her hands clenched into claws. “Shirley, are you crazy?” she snapped.

Shirley calmly flicked the water from her hands, her gaze settling on Emily. “Got it now? Even if I’m no longer a celebrated socialite or with Benjamin, you’re still not in a position to look down on me,” she retorted.