Chapter 478: Starting to Talk
Inside the private room, balloons and various new toys filled the space, immediately capturing the attention of the two little buns. They crawled and toddled around, thoroughly enchanted by the festive setup.
Ella quietly observed the scene, her gaze eventually drifting back to the hallway. Seeing Leah in her current state filled her with a sense of pity. Once a formidable and iron-willed businesswoman, Leah had fallen so far—reduced to a shadow of her former self due to jealousy and her past crimes.
She had once commanded respect in the corporate world, a force to be reckoned with. But after her release from prison, with a tarnished reputation, it was unlikely that any major corporation would hire her. The scandal from years ago had shaken the entirety of Country S.
"You vicious woman! Are you trying to kill me? You can’t keep a man, and you’re blaming me for it? He’s your husband!"
The other woman, the so-called mistress, wasn’t one to back down. She yanked Leah’s hair with such force that Leah winced in pain.
Though the mistress wasn’t as strikingly beautiful as Leah, she had an undeniably attractive figure. The two fierce women fought in the hallway, despite Leah being heavily pregnant. Shockingly, the man at the center of it all, Peter Wilson, stood by indifferently, casually smoking a cigarette.
Onlookers murmured in disapproval, and a few kind-hearted women stepped forward to separate Leah and the mistress.
Leah, enraged, turned to Peter, who was leaning against a doorframe, exhaling smoke nonchalantly. "Peter, you bastard! You’re scum... How could you let her hit me while I’m seven months pregnant!" Leah cried out in despair.
The crowd looked at Leah with pity. Blindly choosing a man like this—who else could she blame?
Peter, unbothered, blew out a smoke ring and said coldly, "You came here to cause trouble for yourself. Why are you out and about when you’re pregnant? As for me and her, we’re together to meet my needs."
His audacious and self-righteous tone infuriated Leah. With a scream, she lunged at him, her nails aimed straight at his face.