His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 915:

The woman lifted her chin, her expression full of arrogance.

“If my idol hates you, then I hate you too, bitch! Stay away from Mitchell, or I’ll make sure to hit you every time I see you!”

She hurled another egg at Belinda, but Belinda stepped aside, watching as it splattered uselessly onto the ground.noveldrama

“You dare dodge me?” the woman shrieked, her eyes widening in outrage.

Belinda couldn’t help but laugh.

So, this was just another one of Mitchell’s crazed fans.

Belinda stretched her wrists, ready to stride toward the woman, but an idea suddenly struck her. A slow smirk played on her lips as her eyes flashed with something. She walked toward the woman.

“W-What are you trying to do?” The woman stiffened, trying to look tough, but the slight tremor in her voice gave her away.

Belinda didn’t bother answering. Instead, she grabbed a fistful of the woman’s hair and yanked her toward her car.

“Let go, you crazy bitch!” the woman shrieked, struggling.

But Belinda’s hold was firm. The more the woman struggled, the sharper the pain in her scalp.

Reluctantly, the woman stopped struggling and let herself be dragged by Belinda.

Belinda yanked open the passenger door and shoved the woman inside. The woman glared up at her, rubbing her scalp. Belinda leaned in, her sharp gaze glinting like a blade.

“Don’t you dare get out of the car!”

For a second, the woman hesitated, her bravado flickering under Belinda’s piercing stare.

Belinda slammed the door shut, climbed into the driver’s seat, and sped off.

Moments later, the woman snapped out of her daze and started shouting, “Where the hell are you taking me, you bitch? Do you even know who I am? Do you have any idea what happens to people who cross me? My father is Sanford Gordon! With one word, I can make your life a living hell!”

When Belinda heard this, her grip on the wheel tightened. Her face darkened, and veins pulsed at her temple.

As soon as she reached the hospital’s underground parking exit, she suddenly slammed on the brakes. The car screeched to an abrupt stop.

Caught off guard, the woman lurched forward, her forehead crashing into the center console with a thud.

The woman let out a piercing scream, her eyes wild and crazed as her fury took over.

“You crazy bitch! What the hell is wrong with you?”

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