Chapter 228
The Heiress Strikes Back
228 Fight
Sharon had actually heard of Wilsonâs name before. To put it nicely, this person was a little chivalrous and heroic. To put it bluntly, he was just a street gangster with no ability.
Seeing that the cold Florence had no intention of moving, anger appeared on Wilsonâs face. âLittle b*tch, donât you understand human language? I told you to get lost quickly. I guarantee that youâll be fine. If you continue to stay here, Iâll kill you now!â
Seeing that Florence still didnât move, Wilson sneered. âCome on! Go up and remove her friendâs arms and legs. You can play with that woman however you want!â
âYouâre already so old, so you have to watch your mouth. Besides, the Flores family doesnât need or care about the money your West family gave.â Sharon sneered. What kind of b*stards are they? They rely on their ability to act like tyrants, but they are actually just hooligans!
âLittle money? The Flores family? Hahaha, do you know what youâre talking about? Little b*tch, if you dare to say such things today, you will definitely pay the price for your arrogance. I want to know what ability you have to dare look down on our West family!â Staring at Sharonâs calm face, Wilson looked up in disdain. His tone was mocking her stupidity.
However, Sharonâs reaction still displeased Wilson. Sharonâs expression became more indifferent, and her tone was filled with coldness. âThe West family doesnât have much power in New York. Do you believe that Iâll call the police immediately to deal with a b*stard like you? And Iâve already said that sheâs mine. You should apologize for your insulting words just now. Then, get out of here.â
Her words were like a cold breeze! However, they made Wilson feel like he had heard a huge joke. âHahaha, you little girl who doesnât know the immensity of heaven and earth. You donât even know her real name, yet you still dare to be arrogant here? Besides, let me tell you this-so what if the police are here? Even the heavens have to give our West family some face. A piece of trash like you dares to shout at us?! Little b*tch, Iâll make you pay the price today.â
Wilson mocked her proudly; then, his face suddenly darkened. He waved at the crowd behind him, indicating for them to come forward.
Immediately after, a series of hurried footsteps echoed. Those hooligans with murderous expressions rushed in!
âStep back and leave this to me!â Florence walked up to Sharon and glared at the hooligans.
âYou want to fight? Sure! If one of you comes, Iâll fight one! I was just worried that thereâs no gym here, and itâs quite troublesome to exercise.â As soon as she finished speaking, an invisible aura exploded from Florenceâs body. She seemed to have become another person, and she stood there in an imposing manner.
âDamn it. Iâll beat you to death, you b*tch! Who asked you to pretend in front of Wilson!?â
âDamn it. Why donât you take a look at your status, b*tch! Pay the price for your arrogance!â
âKneel down for Wilson immediately!â
In an instant, all the hooligans rushed forward.
Seeing this, everyone present suspected that Florence was the only one who would die today! However... the development of this matter was completely unexpected.
Bang! Bang bang bang!
A series of muffled sounds rang out in the room, and the hooligans fell to the ground with dislocated limbs and swollen faces.
âDamn it. You little b*stard, how dare you attack my men? Youâre courting death!â Wilson didnât expect her to have some ability. Unfortunately, this young lady is definitely not my match. âIâm not going to fight you. Iâm going to bring that little b*tch to our young master and let you see her lose herself in our young masterâs crotch...â
Sharon frowned. Why am I being dragged into this again?
A figure flashed in front of them, and Florence was shocked. Just as she was about to attack, Sharon raised her arm, grabbed his neck with one hand, and slapped him with the other.
Clap, clap, clap-
Wilson was caught off-guard by the consecutive slaps.
âDidnât I tell you to apologize? Youâre old, and your ears arenât good anymore?â Sharonâs hand really hurt, but this person was provoking her for no reason and even wanted to threaten her.
She was already in a bad mood, let alone now where someone had suddenly come up to provoke her. She stared coldly at Wilson, and with a few slaps, blood flowed from his mouth.