Chapter 411: Is This Woman Crazy?
Chloe Alden’s eyes were bulging, her face full of anger and hostility.
"Do you know what happens when you force someone into a corner?"
"Corner? Eldest Miss Alden, did I hear it wrong? How do I remember it was you who suggested the loser go humiliate themselves with that group of foreign friends?"
Cecilia Vaughn stared coldly at Chloe Alden’s frenzy, her expression calm and unhurried, with disdain and contempt equally serene.
"Are you perhaps a goldfish? Only seven seconds of memory? If this is called being cornered, then maybe you shouldn’t keep your hair so long..."
Cecilia Vaughn, indifferent, held the scissors and stood up leisurely, the scissors in her hand gleaming silver in the sunlight.
Chloe Alden froze, the words she wanted to shout getting stuck in her throat.
Her hair!
Chloe Alden clenched her hands, trying to move backward, but Mona Summers was much stronger than her. Mona had taken Taekwondo classes with Cecilia Vaughn, and she knew a thing or two about subduing people.
"Eldest Miss Alden, why are you so scared? Rest assured, since you’ve slapped your own face ten times and don’t want to fulfill the promise of cursing yourself, then Cecilia and I will be magnanimous and just cut off half of your hair."
Such a magical conversion formula?
The crowd stared at Cecilia Vaughn and Mona Summers, thinking they clearly played roles akin to movie villainesses, yet seemed incredibly adorable.
No way, they weren’t the ones who started this.
Even doing bad things seemed so captivating.
...
Chloe Alden exploded on the spot.
"Just try cutting my hair! Ahhh, I’ll kill you!"
Having previously slapped herself ten times in public was already Chloe Alden’s limit. She didn’t hit hard, but the act of slapping herself in front of everyone felt like a profound humiliation, even if physiological pain was avoided!
From today onwards, Cecilia Vaughn and Mona Summers would be Chloe Alden’s most hated people for a lifetime!
Especially Cecilia Vaughn!
If possible, Chloe Alden wished she could peel Cecilia Vaughn’s skin off!
...
Cecilia Vaughn saw Chloe Alden’s ferocious expression but felt no sympathy.
Instead, Fiona Vaughn, who had been standing aside looking pitiful, stepped out again, timidly looked up at Cecilia Vaughn, biting her lip, performing the role of innocent and aggrieved to perfection.
"Sister, show some mercy, so we can meet again in the future. We’re all old classmates, why go to such extremes?"
"Chloe has already slapped herself ten times, can’t you let her go?"
Cecilia Vaughn turned her head with amusement, looking at Fiona Vaughn and her pitiful demeanor, finding it laughably dispiriting.
"Fiona Vaughn, why are you pretending to be a saint? I’ve already said, these rules were set by your good friend Chloe herself! No one else to blame!"
"Also, if you really want to play the saint, you know the way – go and tell those foreigners you’re a nobody, would you?"
Fiona Vaughn froze, choking with tears, looking like a bullied deer.
"Sister, why do you always speak so sharply? Fiona really feels so uncomfortable..."
Her eyes welled up, she sniffled, looking as though she faced immense grievance today.
"Then just feel uncomfortable by yourself. We’re adults, isn’t it easy to understand the principle of being responsible for our words?"
Cecilia Vaughn indifferently withdrew her gaze, unwilling to argue further with Fiona Vaughn’s fake kindness.
"Eldest Miss Alden, have you decided yet? Want to keep half your hair, or confront those foreigners and explain your nature?"
Cecilia Vaughn’s eyes were calm and indifferent like discussing the weather tomorrow, but every word pierced Chloe Alden’s heart like a knife.
Chloe Alden almost felt like vomiting blood from anger.
But as she saw the scissors approaching, she realized in desperation she couldn’t bear having her hair cut!
Let alone the fact that the woman holding the scissors was Cecilia Vaughn!
An outsider with less hairstyling experience than the neighborhood Tony, if she took charge of her hairstyle, not only would Chloe Alden’s years of hair maintenance go down the drain, but the style might also turn into a monstrosity!
...
Chloe Alden couldn’t accept that image at all.
She took a deep breath.
"You must promise me never to speak of today’s events."
Is she ready to give in?
A subtle cold smile appeared on Cecilia Vaughn’s exquisite and bright face.
"Alright, heaven knows, earth knows, I promise I won’t say anything, and surely my friends too. I presume this crowd wouldn’t dare offend your dad either."
"Isn’t that right, heiress?"
Being mocked at this moment, Chloe Alden felt unspeakable discomfort inside.
But what choice did she have?
At this point, it was like being ground down by Cecilia Vaughn!
Why hadn’t she realized Cecilia Vaughn was such a cold, tough character before!
...
Cecilia Vaughn ignored Chloe Alden’s hateful expression, instead gesturing towards Fiona Vaughn with interest.
"Of course, you should watch out for your so-called good friend stabbing you in the back; you don’t believe it, but how were all your romances with those gods exposed except by her emails revealing your nightclub antics?"
"..."
Having this brought up again by Cecilia Vaughn, Fiona Vaughn gritted her teeth, feeling flustered as she looked at Chloe Alden, her expression panicked, lowering her gaze to hide the fleeting sinister coldness in her eyes.
"Chloe, don’t believe my sister, I didn’t send the photos to the monitor, I knew you liked him then; how could I harm you..."
"Enough! Fiona, I certainly believe you!"
At this point, Chloe Alden wanted nothing to do with these old matters, ultimately not believing Fiona Vaughn would harm her, simply thinking Cecilia Vaughn was trying to provoke her.
She grabbed Fiona Vaughn’s offered hand, then climbed up from the ground with great embarrassment.
"Cecilia Vaughn, remember to keep your word!"
Giving Cecilia Vaughn a deep look, Chloe Alden unwillingly moved forward.
The foreign friends were playing nearby, curious why these Veridia beauties approached then left.
Seeing Chloe Alden returning, a few guys who’d been approached by Chloe brightened their eyes, considering if a one-night stand could happen, given Chloe’s apparent openness.
"Hey! Beauty, look here!"
Chloe Alden then spoke in a terrible English accent.
"I... I’m a nobody!"
The foreigners looked at her in shock, almost doubting their ears.
— Oh gosh, does this Veridia girl have issues?!