Her movements were exceedingly agile, like a wild cat with sharp claws, leaping up at the exact moment it found its prey with clear intent.
"Ah!" The man cried out in surprise, still unaware of what was happening, before she rammed him to the ground.
Giving the man no time to react, Scarlett Yates punched him in the face and grabbed his collar, growling through clenched teeth, "You bastard! Stella is the best woman in the world, and you dare insult her like this! You blind fool!"
As she spoke, her voice grew louder and louder.
Before the man could respond, she punched him in the face again, shaking his body.
"Have you ever looked in the mirror at yourself? You're nothing but scum, utterly unworthy of Stella. She even likes you, you should be lighting incense and praying for good fortune. Yet you dare to despise her! What right do you have to despise her!"
"You want her to get cosmetic surgery, huh? I'll beat you to a pulp right now, let's see who really needs surgery!"
