Chapter 184

Sophia Miller seethed with silent fury.

Seeing Vivian Bennett unwilling to pursue the matter, she had no choice but to suppress her anger.

Vivian’s face was grim as she walked straight to the dressing room.

She quickly took off the designer dress and changed back into her own clothes.

Right now, she just wanted to leave as soon as possible. She couldn’t bear to look at Isabella Sullivan a moment longer.

“Why aren’t you wearing it? It seemed to fit perfectly a moment ago. Could it be you can’t afford it?” Isabella raised an eyebrow, stepping closer with a mocking tone.

Sophia’s rage boiled over. She clenched her fists, ready to charge forward.

Vivian stopped her once again.

“How would I dare to compete with the young Miss Sullivan? Since you’ve taken a liking to it, I naturally must yield. Besides—” Vivian gave a cold laugh, “I never wear the same clothes as anyone else.”

Her tone was calm, yet it carried an undeniable pride.

The words stung Isabella, igniting her anger.

Her brother wasn’t paying any attention to her now, so why was this woman still putting on airs?

Anyway, no matter how she bullied her now, her brother wouldn’t blame her.

“Oh? I thought vixens loved snatching other people’s things?” Isabella let out a scornful laugh.

Vivian took a deep breath.

Arguing with such a person was pointless.

“Miss Sullivan, please mind your language,” Vivian said, trying her best to remain calm.

A vixen?

How dare Isabella insult her so publicly?

“Hmph! Why should someone like you deserve any respect? Do you really think you can climb onto a high branch and become a phoenix? My brother is just momentarily amused by you. Don’t overestimate your importance!”

Isabella narrowed her eyes, her tone venomous.

In the end, it was still about Liam Sullivan.

“You’ve misunderstood, Miss Sullivan. Mr. Sullivan is merely my superior. Ours is a purely professional relationship. What you think is your own business. Now, if you’ll excuse me.”

Vivian finished coolly and turned to leave.

But Isabella suddenly grabbed her arm.

Sharp nails dug in, leaving two bloody scratches.

Vivian winced in pain.

Sophia could no longer hold back.

How dare this wretched woman lay a hand on her friend right in front of her?

Just as Sophia was about to step forward, Isabella raised her hand and swung it directly towards Vivian’s face.

The slap was about to land—

Smack!

Isabella’s wrist was caught in a fierce grip and violently shoved away.

She staggered back several steps, nearly falling.

“Miss Sullivan, what has my girlfriend done to offend you?”

A deep, magnetic voice rang out, filled with intimidating anger.

Vivian was dizzy from the earlier struggle, completely unprepared for Isabella’s brazen physical attack.

It wasn’t until she fell into a warm, solid embrace that she regained her senses.

“Zachary Hudson?” Isabella’s eyes widened in shock.

Sophia and Vivian were also stunned.

Zachary Hudson?

What was he doing here?

“Vivian, are you alright?” Zachary held her tightly, planting a light kiss on her forehead.