Twins in Her Womb: Sir President, Please be Gentle



Chapter 3349 A Wild, Heated Fight

Sophian realized she had made a mistake and quickly apologized, "I'm sorry, Madam Allison. I saw it was someone familiar, so I didn't think too much about it."

Allison shot her a furious glare.Property © 2024 N0(v)elDrama.Org.

Sophian knew full well that Allison and Susan did not get along, yet she still opened the door for her. Was she out of her mind?

"Oh my, after all that time in Seoul, you didn't pick up anything good? Still that same fiery temper." Then came Susan's mocking voice.

Allison froze for a moment and shifted her gaze toward the doorway.

"How did you get in here?" demanded Allison. Did she not just ring the bell outside?

How did she get in so quickly and without anyone opening the door to the villa?!

Susan gave Sophian a smirking glance. "Your helper let me in."

Allison frowned, still confused. Susan continued, "I'm living right next door now."

"Oh, so I heard you got kicked out by Old Master Crawford. Moved right next door, did you? Sticking around like a ghost that won't go away, living just next to Luke, huh? What's the plan? Afraid Old Master Crawford might slip something extra to Luke behind your back and cut into your share? So, you had to move next door to keep a close watch, is that it?" Allison mocked mercilessly.

Sophian stood by, sweating nervously.

She had only witnessed their feud on New Year's before, but with no Crawford family members around right now, maybe the two would start fighting. If they did start fighting, could she leave?

Sophian was not inclined to take anyone's side. She just wanted to escape the brewing storm between these two. It was terrifying!

Susan's gaze turned steely as she looked at Allison with a forced smile, lightly touching her own face.

Even though she was a little older than Allison, her skin was still in excellent condition, a fact she was only too happy to flaunt. "Look at you. Your face is practically falling apart, yet that mouth of yours still can't hold back. What, do you plan to keep going until your mouth rots as much as your face before you learn when to shut up?" Allison's expression twisted with rage. She wished she could tear Susan's mouth off.

Her face had always been a sore spot, and Susan was hitting it right where it hurt. She could hardly hold back her fury as she pointed angrily at the door with eyes blazing. "This is my home! I'll say whatever I want here! Who are you to lecture me? Get out! You're not welcome here!"

Instead of leaving, Susan gracefully seated herself on the couch, crossing her legs with an amused look on her face.

"Went to Seoul but came back with a botched face and no manners?" sneered Susan. Then, she continued," Seems like the etiquette lessons Old Master Crawford paid for were a waste. You think anyone would believe you're a lady? Frankly, if people called you a common street shrew, no one would question it.

"Then again, a shrew is a shrew, I suppose. With your face falling apart like that, I guess you don't have the guts to show it in public. Manners or not, no one will ever know you're this much of a spitfire in private."

Allison was furious beyond words!

She did not even know how to respond, so she glared at Sophian and snapped, "Why are you still standing there like an idiot? Get her out of here, now!"

"Yes, Madam!" Sophian quickly stepped forward, steeling herself as she addressed Susan, "Madam Crawford,

you're not welcome here. Please leave."

Susan narrowed her eyes. "Say that again?"

Sophian mustered the courage, "Please..."

Before she could finish, a sharp slap echoed through the room.

Susan's hand flew through the air, landing a sharp slap across her face.

Sophian clutched her face, letting out a startled scream. She could not believe Susan actually slapped her!

"Do you know who I am? Yet you still have the nerve to try to throw me out?" With a look of pure disdain, Susan pulled out a tissue and meticulously wiped her hand, her gaze sharp and unyielding.

She had not come here to play nice, and now, she was not even bothering to pretend. "Talking to me so disrespectfully and even trying to seduce Luke? Today, I'll teach you a lesson so that you know your place!" "Susan!" Allison clenched her teeth in anger.

She might have hit Sophian, but it was as though Susan had slapped Allison across the face!

How dare Susan hit someone in front of her in her own home?! Allison's anger boiled over, and there was no way she could swallow this insult.

Susan gave a cold laugh. "You're unbelievable, Allison. Just because you can't fix your face doesn't mean you should act shamelessly. You brought this woman back here, huh? What, she failed to sneak into Luke's bed last time, so she wants to try again?

"No wonder you always had the nerve to seduce one guy after another back in the day. Now that you're too old for that, you bring in a younger woman to seduce your own son? You're not just losing your face-you've lost your mind too."

Sophian's eyes reddened at her insults.

"Shut up! My business is none of yours!" Allison grabbed a teacup nearby and hurled it at Susan.

Susan reacted swiftly, sidestepping the attack with ease. Her expression darkened as she hissed, "I'm just stating the truth. How dare you throw things at me? If I don't teach you a lesson today, I'm not Susan Armstrong!"

"Go on, do it. Who's afraid of you-" Allison had not finished her sentence when she suddenly felt sharp nails scratch across her face.

Her already delicate skin broke instantly, leaving deep, red scratches that made her face even more frightening. Susan, horrified by how easily Allison's skin tore, looked disgusted.

She grabbed several tissues to clean her hands and nails, acting as though she was worried she would catch something from touching her.

"Ow, it hurts!" Allison felt the sting and pressed a hand to her wounded face, glaring at Susan. "You actually scratched me? You're dead!"

"Sophian, help me scratch her back! I'll take full responsibility if anything happens!" Allison's eyes were red with rage. She immediately called on Sophian for help.

Sophian stood there, frozen in shock. After the slap she had received from Susan, she dared not move. Her face still stung!

She dared not to do so!

Susan, seeing Sophian's hesitation, laughed heartily. It was as though she was savoring this rare chance to finally get back at Allison without anyone stopping her.

At that moment, all the frustration Susan had endured over the years from being constantly thwarted by Old Master Crawford was finally unleashed. "Allison, resorting to calling for help because you can't win on your own?

And the person you're relying on is a coward who won't even lay a finger on me!

"Go to hell!" With Sophian too scared to act, Allison lunged at Susan herself.

The two of them collided in a wild, heated fight.

Sophian was stunned.

Allison, weakened from her past surgeries, was no match for Susan, who was clearly getting the upper hand as they wrestled.

"Stop, please! Both of you, stop fighting!" Sophian cried helplessly, looking at them with panic, unsure of what to

do.

Were these even refined women from wealthy families? They looked more like two crazy women!

Her pleas fell on deaf ears as the two women continued. Even as their faces were scratched and torn, neither showed any sign of stopping. As they grappled, their insults never ceased. Each word was a bitter reflection of the grudges they had carried for years, reckoning old scores.

Susan threw accusations at Allison for seducing Zachary years ago, calling her shameless for climbing into his

bed.

Allison mocked Susan for failing to keep a man, pointing out that even her son was younger than hers.

Their shouts grew more vicious, their crude insults filling the living room. They were like two fishwives in a street

brawl.

"What on earth are you two doing?" A commanding voice rang out.