"JessGia, don't waste your breath on this bitch. She doesn't have a shred of compassion," one of the women who had been watching from the sidelines said.
"That's right. She ran wild just because she had Leo Joyce backing her up. She's the reason we were too scared to even come back to Tridell for the longest time." As she spoke, the woman started to cry.
Hearing them, Amelia Avery's delicate brow twitched slightly before she gave a cold sneer. "What a shame. If I'd known, I would've just killed you both back then. In the end, I was just too soft."
"Bitch! Amelia Avery, you bitch!" Enraged by her words, the two women lunged forward and slapped Amelia hard across the face, twice.
As if she felt no pain, Amelia kept her head down and let out another cold laugh.
Hearing Amelia's laughter, Gia Miller clenched her fists and said angrily, "Throw her over there."
At her command, the men dragged Amelia over and threw her onto the pile of sand and gravel.
