Chapter 341 Large-Scale Fight Scene
Trinity had a pink towel wrapped around her head, a telltale sign of the club's high-end VIPs. She was rocking a collagen face mask, a bathrobe hanging off her smooth neck, and her skin was slathered in a thick layer of beauty serum. Her hands were tucked into transparent gloves filled with some black whitening product.
In the middle of her beauty routine, she heard a noise next door that sounded like Ashley. She stepped out to check, and yep, it was her.
What a small world!
Ashley looked pretty annoyed. She just wanted to chill with some skincare, but now she was already ticked off. "Miss Bezos, what do you want?"
Trinity's eyes scanned Ashley from head to toe, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "The Astor Group is billions in debt, and your whole family is hiding out in Sylvania. Yet here you are, enjoying a high-end beauty salon. How shameless!"
Throwing accusations without proof was just a way to humiliate and provoke Ashley.
Would Ashley take the bait?
She smiled slightly and looked around with a frown. "Is it really that high-end?"
Trinity's face stayed cold. "Still pretending? Aren't you worried about being exposed?"
Ashley crossed her arms and kept smiling. "From what you're saying, it must be pretty upscale. Honestly, I didn't know before. When the Astor Group wasn't bankrupt, I only went to custom service centers."
Socialites would spend a fortune hiring professional nutritionists and beauticians to create personalized products based on their DNA and skin characteristics. This targeted approach improved various details efficiently, safely, and precisely. Every drop of essence was used wisely, with no unnecessary suffering or wasted money.
Trinity's face darkened, and she bit her back teeth in mockery. "Putting on airs? Have you looked at yourself? You're just wasting good products."
Ashley replied, "I need a mirror to see what I look like. But Miss Bezos, I can tell you right now: you're sharp-tongued, mean, and your face is twisted with malice. Even through that thick mask, I can see your bad intentions are written all over your face. By the way, you should get more laser treatments; your pores are huge."
"Ashley!" Trinity, feeling utterly insulted, raised her hand to slap Ashley. But with her hands covered in volcanic mud whitening product, she ended up flinging it onto the wall, staining the warm pink surface.
Ashley deftly dodged her.
Trinity, having missed her mark, grew even angrier. She glared and waved her hands, trying to strangle Ashley. "I'll teach you to keep your mouth shut!"
When women fight, they often resort to scratching and hair-pulling, with no regard for decorum. As Trinity lunged, Ashley's head buzzed, and she quickly stepped back. "Trinity, are you crazy?"
Trinity had recently been forced to break up with Damian, who was caught sleeping with Christian at a hotel. Then, Emperial Avenue Group withdrew from the KM project and took another KM project instead. These events had completely severed her ties with the Hearst family.
New and old grudges had been piling up in her heart, nearing a breaking point. Seeing Ashley today, she just wanted to vent her anger.
Who gave a damn about tactics, decorum, or face?
"I'll tear your face apart so you can't show off anymore! Let's see if you dare to act like a bitch again!" Trinity snarled.
Ashley frowned and dodged Trinity's blackened hands. The more she evaded, the more frenzied Trinity became, until she forced Ashley into a private room.
"What the hell is going on?" Hannah had thought Ashley was just chatting with a friend and hadn't checked. How did it turn into a full-blown fight?
Ashley said, "Stay back. Don't let the lunatic dirty your clothes."
A lunatic?
Ashley calling this unknown woman a lunatic showed deep animosity.
That was unacceptable.
Hannah grabbed a pillow from the beauty bed and started hitting Trinity. "How dare you bully Ashley! I'll beat you to death!"
Trinity, her head being pummeled, had to stop her attack and wrestle the pillow away, throwing it to the ground. "Who the hell are you?"
With Hannah's intervention, the fight paused, but the tension thickened, filling the room with animosity.
Trinity's head towel had been knocked off, and her hair was a tangled mess, with some strands sticking to her face and mask. The dirt on her hands had smeared her towel, making her look utterly disheveled.
Hannah stood in front of Ashley, chin raised. "And who are you, ugly?"
"Ugly?" Trinity, already insulted by Ashley, was now furious. She grabbed an electric massager from the shelf. "How dare you call me that?"
The metal massager flew towards Hannah's head.
Hannah had used a pillow to fight, not having the experience of using anything more harmful. But this lunatic clearly wanted to injure her.
The black metal object flew quickly, about to hit Hannah's face. Ashley pushed her aside just in time, dodging the attack. "Trinity, mess with me again, and you'll leave here on a stretcher."
Hannah, still shaken, collapsed on the sofa, hearing a loud thud.
The device hit the wall and fell to the carpet.
She touched her face, sweating. "Damn it!"
Trinity, her chest heaving with anger, didn't realize the implications of her actions. "Birds of a feather flock together, Ashley. Your friends are all bitches."
This infuriated Hannah. She looked at Ashley, who nodded, then grabbed a curling iron and aimed for Trinity's head. "I'll teach you to insult people!"
She was an expert at dealing with such women. Why should Ashley have to step in?
Trinity cried out in pain, protecting her head with her hands and bending over. "Help!"
Ashley, seeing Hannah had vented enough, softly said, "Hannah, that's enough."
Hannah huffed, dropping the curling iron and putting her hands on her hips. "Got it? Next time you see me and Ashley, walk the other way, or I'll beat you again! Ugly!"
Ashley smiled and gave Hannah a thumbs-up. "Miss Bezos, I don't want to ruin my mood over something trivial today. Be smart and leave."
Trinity, utterly humiliated, didn't dare move. She spat out, "I won't let you get away with this! Don't get too cocky!"
Then she left the room, clutching her head.
After she left, Hannah clapped her hands, grinning. "Ashley, wasn't I awesome just now?"
Ashley nodded in approval. "Awesome, very impressive."
"But who is she? Why does she hate you so much?" Hannah asked.
Ashley smiled. "Her? She's Miss Bezos from Emperial Avenue Group, Trinity."
"Holy crap!" Hannah exclaimed.
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