Chapter 131 Theresa and Yvonne fight
"Let go of me!" Teresa cried, her head spinning from the blows. It was only as the bodyguards took hold of her that she found the strength to attempt wriggling free. "Yvonne, you dare lay another hand on me, you'll..." Her protest was cut short as one of the bodyguards clamped a hand over her mouth, silencing her desperate struggle.
"Mmmph... Mmmph..." Teresa fought with all her might, screaming, but it was no use. The two burly bodyguards held her tight, immobilizing her completely.
"Take this tramp away, hand her over to the Garcias," Yvonne commanded, glaring at Teresa with undisguised fury.
"Yes, ma'am," the bodyguards replied in unison, clamping a hand over Teresa's mouth and forcefully dragging her out.
Despite Teresa's frantic struggles, she was no match for the guards, who hoisted her out like she weighed nothing.
Bystanders were filming the entire scene, quickly uploading videos to social media and sharing them in various chat groups after Teresa was whisked away.
"What do we do with her, ma'am?" the bodyguard asked as Teresa was shoved into a van. Yvonne whispered some instructions to those waiting outside the ER before following into the van, planning to ensure Teresa was delivered to the Garcias.
“Ahh!” With a sudden burst of energy, Teresa wrenched free from the hand muffling her cries and sank her teeth into the bodyguard's flesh, right between his thumb and forefinger.
Blinded by rage, she bit down hard, tasting the tang of blood, and only let go when her urge for vengeance was replaced by a burning loathing for Yvonne. Her icy gaze swept toward Yvonne and couldn't help but sneer, "Are you trying to get me killed?"
"Teresa, I don't intend to kill you. I'll just make sure you're disgraced, banished from the Garcias, and scorned by all," Yvonne retorted with a triumphant, hate-filled sneer.
She had never despised anyone as much as she did Teresa, not even Liam's biological mother.
With a mocking laugh, Teresa shot back, "Even if the Garcias don't believe me, everyone turns against me, my parents and my elder brother will stand by me. Liam will, too. The Bennetts won't let you off the hook, and this will only make Liam despise you more..."
Slap!
Slap!
Fury coursing through her veins, Yvonne slapped Teresa across the face again. But this time, Teresa was ready; she snapped back with a slap of her own before Yvonne's hand could reach her again. In the cramped space of the vehicle, the sharp echoes of their slaps reverberated relentlessly.
"You dare hit me, you bitch!" Teresa's slap had not been a gentle one, and Yvonne, coming to her senses, was furiously consumed by rage. She barked at the bodyguards, "Hit her! Beat her senseless."
The bodyguard hesitated as he looked at Yvonne, "Madam,...."
"What are you waiting for? Do it!" Yvonne was nearly out of her mind, having lost all semblance of reason.
"Go on, Yvonne, hit me. Just try it. If you do, I swear I'll pay you back tenfold," Teresa glared back, her fury peaking, ready to stand her ground.
Never in her life had she encountered a woman as vicious and shameless as Yvonne.
"What are you standing around for? Beat her!" Yvonne raised her hand to strike Teresa again.
Never before had a woman made her feel this embarrassed, this challenged. Yvonne had snapped, truly. She threw all caution to the wind, shedding any trace of the dignified lady she used to be and completely transformed into a raving lunatic.
Teresa, on full alert and quick to react, forcefully pushed Yvonne away as she tried to strike her again.
"Ah!" Yvonne screamed, tumbling from her seat onto the aisle floor, screeching like a madwoman, "Do it! Beat her to a pulp, or you're all fired."
The two bodyguards exchanged a glance, hesitated for a moment, then raised their hands towards Teresa.
Seeing the fists coming at her, Teresa panicked, forgetting everything else as she instinctively covered her head, ducking down.
But the bodyguards didn't really hit her with force. After a couple of symbolic punches, they stopped.
"You don't have the guts, do you!" Yvonne, consumed by fury and hatred, lost all her reasoning and scrambled to her feet. "Fine, hold her down, I'll do it myself."
"Smack!"
Teresa was just about to speak out against Yvonne when suddenly, a slap cut her off. She tried to fend them off, but the bodyguards restrained her on either side.
"Smack!" Yvonne viciously glared at Teresa while delivering another sharp slap, "I don't believe it, after all these years, I can't handle a little whore like you. Let me see how arrogant you can be now!"
Yvonne continued to pummel Teresa with punch after punch. Teresa knew that Yvonne was truly intent on killing her, even if it meant risking the entire Evans family's legacy. At this disadvantage, struggling was futile, so she curled up as much as possible, attempting to minimize the damage, staying motionless as Yvonne unleashed her fury...
"William, we have a problem. Look at this!"
Inside the penthouse, in the CEO office of Bennett Group, William had just finished a day's work and was reclining in his chair with his eyes closed for a brief rest when his secretary rushed in, phone in hand, bypassing the usual formality of knocking.
William's brows knitted together in a frown as he opened his eyes to find his secretary already at his desk.
"Check this out, sir," his secretary urged, extending the phone toward him.
Taking the phone with a deepening frown, William glanced at the frozen video frame before quickly hitting play.
As the video unfolded and the sounds emitted from the device, the calm composure of his face darkened instantaneously.
"Is Jeffrey around? Get him in here," William commanded before the video was even finished.
Jeffrey, his highly efficient aide, was still in the building.
Without hesitation, the secretary nodded and went to fetch him.
The moment the secretary turned away, William dialed Teresa's number, but despite the persistent ringing, it went unanswered.
After a moment of fruitless waiting, William rapidly made a second call, this time to the Garcias.
The call connected after three rings, answered by the Garcia family's housekeeper.
Upon learning that it was Teresa's elder brother seeking Raymond, the housekeeper wasted no time informing Raymond, who was in his study discussing matters with Mason.
With some surprise but without delay, Raymond directed the call to Mason's study.
"Raymond, it's Teresa's brother, William."
"William, what's going on? You seem anxious; talk to me," Raymond spoke up immediately on picking up, recognizing the urgency in William's voice.
Mason, seated at his desk and staring at Raymond, looked concerned as well.
"Raymond, there's a video of Teresa and Yvonne online, released just over ten minutes ago. It's going viral. Have you seen it?" William cut right to the chase without wasting a word.
"A video?!" Raymond exclaimed, taken aback. "Hold on a second."
"Sure," William replied, waiting on the line.
Raymond hung up and strode to his desk, not bothering to call for assistance. He powered on his computer and punched “Teresa” and “video” into the search engine. The footage of Teresa and Yvonne at the hospital, which had just been leaked, popped up instantly.
