Chapter 128

Agnes also looked helpless, "No means no, we'll take a cab!"

She firmly refused to get in the car, so Justin had to get out and instruct the security guard not far away, "Find a driver to follow us with my car!"

"Yes, Mr. Smith!"

Sanctum of Sophistication

When they arrived at the Sanctum of Sophistication, Bella's private room was filled with fashionable young people.

The room was brightly lit, and lyrics scrolled on the screen, but the volume was muted.

When everyone saw them come in, they greeted Justin, "Mr. Smith is here!"

"Mr. Smith, long time no see! Who's the beautiful lady next to you? She looks so familiar."

"This beauty is really something, Mr. Smith's new girlfriend?"

There were too many familiar faces in the room, either rich young masters or friends. Justin was too lazy to explain to each one, so he simply greeted everyone and pointed to Bella, who was surrounded by people, "This is my friend."

"Oh, so she's the one who called Mr. Smith." The speaker's voice was gentle, and not only did Justin recognize her, but so did Agnes.

It was Faith, someone Agnes particularly disliked.

She wore a brown beret, a cream-colored base shirt, black knee-high boots, and a long coat of the same color as her hat casually draped nearby.

She exuded the aura of a wealthy heiress.

But why would Bella provoke Faith?

Justin, hands in his pockets, walked over to Bella, naturally placing his right hand on her shoulder, and smiled at Faith, "Yes, Bella, my best friend!"

Faith withdrew her gaze from Agnes, who was standing by the wall, and stood up with a smile, "Mr. Smith, how could you be friends with someone like Bella? Do you know she was... the other woman?"

Faith's last words were heavily emphasized, further angering Bella, "You're lying! I didn't even know she was his girlfriend. He told me two days ago that he didn't have a girlfriend!"

A flash of disdain crossed Faith's eyes, and she said to Justin with an unchanged expression, "Mr. Smith, I'm just saying, be careful with your friends. Look at the people around you, one is the other woman, and the other... dresses like a man all the time! It's a good thing they're just friends. If they were your girlfriends, you'd be in trouble!"

Everyone knew who Faith was referring to as the other woman and the one who dressed like a man. Many curious glances turned towards Agnes at the door.

Feeling those gazes, Agnes exhaled lightly, the breath carrying the scent of alcohol.

Justin's face immediately changed. In Lumina City, the only person he feared was Leopold, not the Wright Family! He immediately showed his displeasure to Faith, "Faith, my friends are none of your business! I'm taking Bella with me today."

The boys surrounding Bella immediately blocked Justin's way.

Justin shouted sternly, "If you know what's good for you, get out of my way!"

Also rich young masters, impulsive by nature, two of them immediately turned hostile after hearing Justin's "get out," "Justin, watch your mouth! Did Faith agree to let you take her?"

"Why should she need to agree?" Justin scanned the four or five people around him, "Why do you listen to her so much? What does she give you? As far as I know, none of you are short of money. Are you playing that dirty game again?"

Such things were not uncommon in their circle. Although true heiresses like Faith didn't play often, it wasn't unheard of.

Everyone understood the implication in Justin's words, as many present had indeed experienced such things!

His bluntness made the atmosphere in the room tense, especially for Faith, whose face turned pale and then red with shame and anger. She pointed at Justin's nose, "Justin, you're shameless, thinking everyone is as filthy as you!"

Justin dared to insult their goddess Faith? The rich young master closest to Justin was also furious. He grabbed Justin's collar and swung his fist, "Justin, fuck, are you tired of living?"

Seeing the conflict about to erupt, Bella quickly grabbed the man's arm, "Let's talk it out, no need to fight!"

Agnes, slightly unsteady on her feet, walked to the side of the crowd and patted the shoulder of the man who had grabbed Justin, "Hello."

The rich young master turned his head in confusion, seeing it was the drunken Agnes, and impatiently shouted, "Get lost!"

Agnes didn't get angry; instead, she laughed, and her smile made the man momentarily dazed.

Then, she punched him, hitting him squarely in the face.

"Ouch!" The man cried out in pain.

Agnes rubbed her aching right hand. It had been a while since she fought, and her hand was rusty, hurting even when hitting someone!

Agnes's action instantly turned the room into chaos, and a brawl broke out in the blink of an eye.

Naturally, she and Justin were surrounded in the middle, while Bella, who couldn't fight, was pushed aside by Justin.

The room quickly descended into chaos.

Several girls close to Faith surrounded Bella, wanting to vent for Faith. Although Bella wasn't good at fighting, she wasn't willing to back down either. She grabbed an empty wine bottle, and no one dared to approach her easily.

Some tried to mediate, but no one wanted to offend anyone, so it was ineffective.

Agnes dodged an incoming hand without looking and delivered a spinning kick, knocking the person down with a cry.

She hiccuped and mumbled, "Justin, I don't want to fight, I want to sleep!"

Justin was nearly desperate, "I'll take you home to sleep after I deal with them! Ouch, it hurts!"

Distracted by talking to Agnes, Justin got punched, and his eye was swollen.

Agnes just wanted to sleep. She came to Justin's side and quickly dealt with the few people attacking him.

He inadvertently glanced at Faith, who was standing calmly nearby. She kicked the table in front of Faith, causing it to slide forward, spilling drinks everywhere, some even splashing on Faith's expensive boots.

"Agnes!" Faith was nearly in despair.

A few days ago, Agnes had ruined one of her evening gowns, and now it was her limited edition boots. Agnes was a hateful woman!

Agnes shook her head and seriously asked, "You called me? What's up?"

Seeing that Agnes seemed genuinely drunk, Faith took a deep breath, suppressing her anger, and stepped on the table, "Clean my shoes!"

Agnes nodded, "Oh! Okay!"

She picked up a dragon fruit from the fruit plate nearby and, to Faith's incredulous gaze, smeared it on her boots, muttering, "Honestly, black shoes don't suit you. Red looks much better! Look here!"

The black boots were smeared with a layer of dragon fruit juice.

Even the usually proud and calm Faith lost her composure, "Agnes, my shoes cost $130,000! Can you afford to pay for them?"

Agnes honestly nodded, "I can't afford it, I have no money!" Her expenses were currently covered by Leopold.

Hearing her admit she had no money, Faith's anger slightly subsided, and she said disdainfully, "Whether you have money or not is none of my business. Today, you must compensate for my shoes and the dress from last time, or I won't let you off!"

A rich young master, eager to stand up for Faith, was again punched and kicked back by Agnes.

At that moment, the door to the room suddenly opened, and several uniformed police officers burst in, shouting, "Nobody move, police!"

In a brand-new three-story villa, Lydia rested her chin in her hands, watching Leopold eat spaghetti, "Leopold, actually, there's something I don't know if I should say."

"Go ahead." Although Leopold sat there eating elegantly, his mind was elsewhere.

Lydia looked conflicted, and finally, under Leopold's puzzled gaze, she said softly, "That day in the parking lot, I saw a man kiss Agnes."

Leopold's hand paused slightly while eating spaghetti, "Hmm, I see." Then he had no further reaction and continued eating.

The dining room was quiet, and Lydia felt a bit awkward. She quickly explained, "I didn't mean to say it, but Leopold, I'm telling you this for your own good. A woman like Agnes doesn't deserve someone as excellent as you."

"Lydia!" Leopold's tone was slightly stern.

Lydia's eyes reddened, and she said willfully, "You never spoke harshly to me before, but ever since Agnes... If she were decent, I'd be happy to respect her. But you've seen it too, she not only gets close to Justin but also dates other men behind your back."

Leopold put down his fork, took out a napkin to wipe his mouth, and said expressionlessly, "Lydia, you misunderstood. She and Justin are just old friends. Don't say such things again, okay? You should rest early!"