Chapter 815

Rosie soon came to realize that this ‘large object’ was, in fact, the arrogant Max.

“Ow!” Max yelped. His chubby face was bruised and swollen, and he kept whimpering in pain.

“What… What just happened?” Rosie looked confused.

Stefan, on the other hand, continued sipping his cocktail, unsurprised. “This is her style, after all.”

Soon after, another person came flying over, landing right on top of Max. It looked like the ‘Ed’ that Max had mentioned. Another man came flying over, then another, and another, until there were six of them stacked on top of each other like building blocks, wailing and howling.

“The beauty won! She actually won! I’m rich, baby!” The few people who had bet on Renee winning the fight cheered at the outcome.

“If you’ve won money, then share some of it with me! I don’t fight for free, you know!” Renee growled and stumbled over to a man, grabbing him by the hair.

Immediately, the people around her backed away, staring at her like she was a ghost.

“Miss Everheart! Are you okay?” Rosie rushed over, helping the drunk woman stand. She looked her up and down, filled with disbelief. “H-How is this possible? You’re… not hurt at all?”

“Of course! I, Renee Everheart, have never lost in a fight before! Besides, I drank, so my strength went from 30% to 80%! I can’t even pull my punches! These punks were unlucky to have met me!” Renee leaned against Rosie, her face flushed red as she continued to brag.

She was actually quite fond of fighting. If she could solve a problem with violence, she’d definitely do it.

She felt like being a pacifist was just a waste of her time and energy, but now that she was a mother, she knew she couldn’t settle her issues in such a way. That was why she always kept her strength to herself.

Now that she was given the opportunity, she was more than happy to relieve some stress, especially since she had been in a bad mood lately.

“I didn’t expect you to be so strong, Miss Everheart. I couldn’t tell at all! I even thought of you as fragile because of your background. You’re… amazing.” Rosie was staring at Renee in awe.

“Amazing? Nah! I can even teach you a few moves if you’d like…” Renee responded, quite happy after being able to swing her fists freely.

Rosie then whispered into her ear. “By the way, Mr. Stefan Hunt is here for you.”

“Who?”

“Mr. Stefan Hunt… your ex-husband.”

“My ex-husband? Are you mistaken?” Renee, still tipsy, thought Rosie was joking. She scoffed mockingly, “If that fragile little rich boy dares to come to a place like this, I’ll write my name backwards from now on!”

“You really are drunk, Eener.” Stefan approached them, smiling lightly at Renee.