Paisley Golden was a bit worried, but as a public school teacher, she wasn’t willing to do anything out of line.
Her daughter wasn’t soone who would be easily bullied either. Thinking this over, she took Ivy Miller and left.
Florence Wilder didn’t know Paisley Golden, so as Paisley was leaving, Florence was just thinking of taking the opportunity to slip into that door with a keypad, not caring at all who the other person was.
But before she could get in, Paisley Golden had conveniently closed the door behind her.
Florence Wilder felt a bit frustrated, but she didn’t dare say anything. She just stood aside with her back to the door, waiting for another chance.
Seeing Paisley Golden walk away, Ivy Miller ca out from behind a pillar, opened the door, and walked out.
Hearing the sound, Florence Wilder was about to seize the mont when she saw Ivy Miller.
Her face was filled with anger: "Ivy Miller."
Ivy Miller pursed her lips in a smile: "Oh, it’s the daughter of Secretary Wilder, what a coincidence, are you here again?
This ti, are you here to see your brother Henry, or to visit my family’s White Rice?"
"You shaless woman, you ruined our Wilder family to this state, and still have the gall to make sarcastic remarks."
Ivy Miller rolled her eyes. During this ti, she had seen Florence Wilder twice, and each ti Florence ca looking for a fight.
But each ti, Florence was all bark and no bite, only daring to be reckless without actually making a move.
After all, Ivy Miller had a bit of a reputation in the company because she had fought with others before.
"I really think there’s no point in you entangling with like this.
How can you say that I ruined the Wilder family?
There are so many people in positions of power in Anchester, why didn’t anything happen to them, but your dad got caught with economic issues?
That proves your dad is a corrupt official.
Corrupt officials have never ended well since ancient tis, and you still dare to say it was my doing?
Your dad clearly brought it on himself.
I just helped fan the flas. Those who got burned deserved it, didn’t they?"
"You... my dad is nothing like what you’re saying."
"Then find soone to help clear and appeal for your dad. The law has already found him guilty; what’s the use of telling this now?
Do you want to help acknowledge your dad’s innocence? Fine, I’ll admit in front of you that your dad is the best dad in the world, but will that change anything?"
Ivy Miller folded her arms and took two steps forward: "Let tell you, you really should stop bothering , I find you annoying, don’t you know?"
"Ivy Miller, do you think you can remain unscathed? I won’t let your dad go either.
This house was bought by your dad, right? How could an ordinary cadre afford a house in this area?
I refuse to believe he’s clean."
"Go ahead and report. My dad has already been investigated countless tis, and he’s clean.
This house couldn’t have been bought with only my dad’s salary, that’s true.
But coincidentally, my mom is a university professor, and her salary is higher than my dad’s.
Putting those aside, do you know how much my mom charges for a high school English tutoring session?"
Ivy Miller pouted: "I can’t be bothered to tell you how capable my mom is.
So, whatever you want to do, go ahead and do it, report whoever you want to report, just don’t annoy with it.
I have no mood to argue with you every day."
As she said this, she started to walk forward, when Florence Wilder pushed her lightly — she might have just wanted to stop Ivy Miller, but Ivy thought she was going to make a move and directly pushed Florence back hard.
Florence Wilder cried out in pain, sat up, and started tearing at Ivy Miller.
When won fight, their voices are naturally the first to float out, followed by pulling hair, punching stomachs...
After rolling around a couple of tis, Ivy Miller finally pinned Florence Wilder beneath her, and she was angry.
"Florence Wilder, do you really think I’m easy to bully? It was you who first provoked .
You’re a perfectly good woman, yet you choose to ss up my family. Did you think I was a pushover you could squash at will?
I’ll tell you, squashing a pushover still has a result, which is it bursts and splatters all over your hand. I’ve never been one to be bullied without a reason, you picked the wrong opponent.
You think about what you’ve done, you even took those kinds of photos to humiliate .
Even if those weren’t true, I didn’t want to stoop to your level, but then your dad had to ddle, does he really think he’s invincible because he’s a big shot?
If he was truly clean, I wouldn’t be able to take revenge on you. I’ll say it again, if you want to bla soone, bla your dad for being an unjust official."
Florence Wilder tried to fight back, but how could soone who had always played the good girl possibly stand against soone as wild as Ivy Miller?
Ivy Miller had her fully pinned down, and the battle was naturally a full victory for Ivy.
After dealing with Florence, she released her and stood up: "Today, I’ll let you off, but if you dare co for again, I’ll beat you every ti I see you."
"You deserved to be dumped by Henry Sullivan. How dare you talk about my dad, do you really think Henry only divorced you because he had no choice? He clearly used the opportunity to leave you with nothing.
A woman like you, let alone Henry Sullivan, no man would marry you.
Your ex-boyfriend Robert Weston is a perfect example; didn’t he dump you as well?
The sa goes for Henry Sullivan, he never liked you, he was just toying with you."
Ivy Miller raised her hand and slapped Florence Wilder: "Say it again."
Florence tried to retaliate, and once again they were at each other’s throats. Ivy just thought this woman was itching for a fight without brains. "Let tell you, you still can’t beat , so don’t parade around in front of .
Whether Henry Sullivan loves or not is none of your business, even if no man ever marries , what of it?
In any case, Henry Sullivan never signed the divorce papers.
But you, a woman only wanting to destroy other people’s families as the third party.
Let ask you, you’re so attractive, how co you still haven’t gotten married?"
Ivy Miller chuckled wickedly: "Because people saw you back then for your father’s power.
You never look in the mirror, aside from your father’s status, what else do you have to show?
Now even Director Rhodes probably doesn’t bother giving you a glance."
"Ivy Miller, I’ll fight you," Ivy’s words hit every nerve, filling Florence Wilder’s eyes with fury, wanting to fight Ivy to the death.
They say if a woman isn’t afraid of death, she’s tough to deal with, and Ivy realized this now.
Originally, she was the stronger one, but agitated Florence Wilder was like a raging bull.
She yelled while pulling at Ivy’s hair, and Ivy was almost brought to tears.
She decided then to shave her head, so she wouldn’t be at a disadvantage in future fights.
Just as she was being overpowered, the force on her suddenly lightened. She turned around to see Florence Wilder being grabbed by the back of her collar and tossed aside.
It was none other than Henry Sullivan who had arrived.
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