Chapter 410: He Who Brings Trouble on Himself Cannot Live
Chloe Alden’s fury turned into fear the moment she saw those scissors.
"Cecilia Vaughn, are you crazy? What are you going to do!"
"Lunatic! Bitch! Get away from me! I’m the daughter of Stellerton’s Mayor Victor Alden! Who dares to touch me!"
Cecilia Vaughn’s lips curved into a devilish smile, her features delicate like flowing water, yet her expression was brutally cold and fierce.
"I don’t care whose daughter you are! Even if you’re the precious daughter of some king, I, Cecilia Vaughn, won’t spare you today!"
"Haven’t you always used the fact that you’re Victor Alden’s daughter to bully people? Hmm? Do you know how miserable those you’ve tormented and trampled are?"
...
Ever since opening a verified Weibo account, numerous people aware of her conflict with Chloe Alden submitted anonymous tips to Cecilia Vaughn.
Some girls spoke of how, during their student days, they were publicly stripped and thrown in the girls’ restroom just because the guy Chloe Alden liked glanced at them, and even now they bore scars from being beaten by Chloe and her gang of delinquents.
A waiter recounted how, for merely serving dishes two minutes late, Chloe Alden picked up a bowl and poured it over his head.
At that moment, the waiter was too shocked to dodge, and his face was completely scarred by the boiling soup.
That face was beyond repair, yet Chloe Alden’s influential family, with a father wielding significant power and a mother controlling Serene International, meant they had no avenue for appeal and had to bow down to Chloe’s family.
The waiter could never forget Chloe Alden’s condescending expression, as if giving alms.
"Isn’t money what you want? Dog servants! Here’s two hundred thousand for you. Your face was ugly to begin with; getting disfigured is like plastic surgery!"
Chloe Alden’s malicious laughter would haunt that waiter forever.
What use is that two hundred thousand?
The scars covered her face, and even after initial treatment, she kept her head down, fearing to face others.
Meanwhile, the perpetrator, Chloe Alden, continued to shine gloriously as the Eldest Miss Alden, adored by all.
How unfair this world is.
...
Cecilia Vaughn recited a string of names in Chloe Alden’s ear; some were vaguely familiar to Chloe, while others left no more trace than a whisper in the wind.
Chloe Alden drummed with anxiety inside, but her expression remained defiantly rebellious.
She glared ferociously at Cecilia Vaughn.
"Cecilia Vaughn, what nonsense are you spouting! Stop pretending to be some justice warrior! You’re just using me to vent your anger!"
"So what if I am, and so what if I’m not?"
Cecilia Vaughn casually blew a breath, her eyes coldly fixed on Chloe Alden without a hint of warmth.
"Eldest Miss Alden, I know you won’t remember those you’ve bullied, but as they say, heaven’s sins can be forgiven, but one’s own sins cannot. Today, let this be your atonement for the innocent!"
Cecilia Vaughn glanced at Mona Summers, who cheerfully handed over the scissors, helpfully pinning Chloe Alden’s arm down for Cecilia.
"Here you go, Cecilia. The scissors are yours, and I’ve been waiting for Chloe Alden to get a taste of her own medicine for ages!"
Fate is just, and retribution is swift.
Chloe Alden landing in their hands today is nothing but her own doing!
Cecilia Vaughn took the scissors, seemingly brushing Chloe Alden’s dyed and curled long hair on purpose.
"Eldest Miss Alden, if I recall, this beautiful hair is your most cherished possession in your life, isn’t it?"
"Tell me, if I were to cut it all off, how would you feel, hmm?"
Cecilia Vaughn whispered near Chloe Alden’s ear, her tone soft and tender like a loyal lover, yet each word was laced with malice and coldness.
...
Since middle school, Chloe Alden had been exceedingly protective of her long hair; despite the dyeing and curling, she spent a fortune on its care and maintenance.
Having maintained such a charming and wavy long hair with such excellent texture showed how much Chloe treasured and cherished her hair.
Sure enough, as Chloe saw Cecilia Vaughn touching her hair with the large scissors in hand, all her emotions collapsed!
"No! Don’t touch my hair!"
"Cecilia Vaughn, I beg you, I was wrong! Please don’t cut my hair!"
Everyone has something they cherish dearly, and pampered young ladies like Chloe Alden are no exception.
This beautiful hair, nurtured over more than a decade, is Chloe Alden’s heart and soul.
You could tell her how many precious existences she trampled and destroyed, and Chloe would pay it no mind, because she is selfish and cold-blooded to the extreme, completely lacking empathy and compassion for others.
However, if you were to destroy her cherished treasure of long hair, it would surely be Chloe Alden’s lifelong nightmare!
...
Cecilia Vaughn saw Chloe Alden, who had been like a wild lioness earlier, now weeping and sniffing, and she could only click her tongue in exclamation.
"Oh, now you’re ready to back down?"
Cecilia stared coldly at her, her voice as chilling as icy water.
"Do you know? When you destroyed those people’s hopes, they were more frightened and pitiable than you are now."
"But did you ever have compassion for them?"
"The answer is never!"
As Cecilia Vaughn spoke, she lifted a handful of hair; although the scissors hadn’t yet descended, the approaching blades left Chloe Alden trembling with rage, her legs as weak as jelly.
"I was wrong, I was wrong!"
"Cecilia Vaughn, I beg you, spare my hair. I’ll confess to you! I’ll apologize!"
Chloe Alden’s face was as pale as a sheet of paper, her expression twisted and terrifying, with a neurotic kind of shrinkage.
"Apologize? No need... I don’t need your apology."
"If you want to keep your hair, fulfill your promise now!"
Cecilia Vaughn stood before Chloe Alden, not especially tall or statuesque, yet, at that moment, she was like a mountain, suffocating everyone present!
This aura, too creepy!
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On the other side, Chloe Alden bit her teeth so hard she could almost taste blood, only then reluctantly raising her hand to give herself a light slap.
"How is once enough? Wasn’t it supposed to be ten times?"
Cecilia Vaughn reminded indifferently.
"..."
Chloe Alden was seething with rage but for the sake of her hair, had to comply resentfully.
She looked up fiercely.
"Are you satisfied now?"
Having counted to ten, Cecilia Vaughn let out a slight smile, pointing to those foreign tourists in the distance.
"Eldest Miss Alden, you still need to go tell them you’re a bitch."
Chloe Alden was livid on the spot.
"Cecilia Vaughn, you’re going too far! Do you have to take things this far?!"