Chapter 325 Infighting
Chloe didn't expect Lenora, usually so gullible, to suddenly be beyond her control.
Trying to hide her panic, Chloe played the victim, saying, "Lenora, let me explain. I didn't do it. It wasn't me."
"What do you mean it wasn't you! You slept with my husband, talked behind my back, and now you're trying to frame someone else. I'll slap you to death today!" Lenora shouted, climbing onto the table, flipping over, and grabbing Chloe's hair.
With all her might, she slapped Chloe back and forth, the loud smacks echoing through the room.
Lenora wasn't one to back down. She'd never suffered such a humiliating loss before.
She hadn't realized how good Chloe was at palying the victim. Lenora was done with her. She wanted to slap her to death, not caring about her own image anymore.
Chloe was stunned by the slaps. When she came to her senses, she scratched at Lenora, and they both tumbled to the ground, wrestling.
"You bitch, seducing my husband and slandering me. I'll beat you to death!" Lenora cursed.
Some fans, still dazed, joined in, kicking Chloe to vent their anger for Lenora.
The more Lenora fought, the more excited she got. She was always good at bullying.
She urged the fans, "Beat her up. Scratch her face. Let's see if she dares to seduce anyone's husband again!"
The fans didn't hold back. They grabbed Chloe's hair and scratched her face, pulling her like crazy.
"Stop!" Chloe screamed, feeling her face burn with pain.
But the crazed fans didn't stop, grabbing harder and slapping more.
Chloe's head throbbed with pain. This was supposed to be Harper's suffering, not hers.
It hurt so much. This nightmare made Chloe feel like she was back in the asylum. The lunatics there weren't as fierce as these fans.
Chloe held her head, begging, "Stop. Stop, Lenora, please. Tell your fans to stop. Really, it wasn't me. I'm framed."
She pointed upwards in panic. "It was Harper. She framed me!"
Lenora spat on Chloe's face. "With all the evidence, you still deny it? I'll beat you to death."
Another round of punches and kicks started.
Chloe's face swelled, her mouth and face covered in blood, looking ugly and terrifying.
She couldn't take it anymore, kicked a fan hard, and crawled under the table to hide. "Lenora, do you think you're any better? Haven't you slept with married men? Company bosses, even your stepfather."
Chloe, her face bloody, continued to curse, "You think I don't know? If you're innocent, how could I control you!"
The journalists at the scene were stunned but kept recording the fight with their cameras.
Lenora used to be a little thug, always causing trouble with her friends.
Lenora had once cozied up to an aging producer to break into the entertainment industry, rebranding herself. Now, Chloe was tearing down that carefully crafted image in front of everyone.
And Chloe wasn't lying! She must have done her homework on Lenora.
With all the journalists and fans around, there was no stopping the spread of her past now.
Furious, Lenora wanted to rip Chloe's mouth apart. She took off her high heels, grabbed them by the heels, and rushed under the table, slapping Chloe's mouth hard. The shoe sole left Chloe's mouth a bloody mess.
Chloe couldn't hold back, spitting out blood and two broken teeth.
That was when she realized Lenora's flailing had broken her teeth!
Chloe screamed in pain, struggling desperately, waving her hands wildly, and grabbed Lenora's head, slamming it against the table leg.
They fought for half an hour, their clothes torn to shreds, looking utterly disheveled. Someone even started a live stream, broadcasting the whole scene.
The reason for their fight spread quickly, and the internet buzzed with excitement.
[Lenora's pure image is all fake. She's just as bad as her old man husband.]
[I can't believe Lenora slept with so many old men, even her stepfather. That's outrageous!]
[This is like something out of a soap opera!]
[I just looked up Chloe. She's been exposed more than once, always trying to ride the coattails of Mr. Getty from the Getty Group, but the Getty Group clarified that Mr. Getty only has one wife.]
The internet was on fire with discussion.
It wasn't until the convention center staff called the police that people came to separate the two.
When Chloe was carried onto the ambulance stretcher, she was barely breathing.
Her face was a bloody mess, unrecognizable. She clenched her hands tightly, filled with hatred! Damn it! It was all Harper's fault! She would definitely get her revenge!
Harper didn't stick around to watch the end. When Molly found her, they left together.
Molly had heard the gist of it.
She didn't expect Harper to come up with such a brilliant plan, killing three birds with one stone.
It not only made the two reveal each other's secrets but also cleared her own name with the help of the public, and most importantly, it was a satisfying show.
Seeing Molly's delighted expression, Harper smiled and said, "Seems like Chloe is really annoying! Even you dislike her!"
Molly hugged Harper's arm and explained, "She's done a lot of bad things. I always felt she had something to do with your miscarriage. But she covered her tracks well, leaving no evidence."
The mention of the lost child froze Harper's smile. That vicious woman deserved what she got. It was her own doing!
Molly, worried, said, "You must be extra cautious around her. She'll seize any chance to frame you!"
"Yes, I know," Harper replied.
From the first time she met Chloe, she had an inexplicable wariness and dislike for her, as if her body was subconsciously warning her!
Molly asked curiously, "But how did you get such a secret video?"
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