His unwanted wife, the world’s coveted genius

Chapter 916:

In one fluid movement, Belinda unbuckled her seatbelt, got out of the car, and strode to the passenger side. She then yanked the door open, grabbed the woman by the hair, and dragged her out of the vehicle.

The woman shrieked in pain and let out a string of expletives.

“Let go, you bitch! Filthy whore! I swear, I’ll—”

Before she could finish her words, Belinda seized her nape and slammed her head down onto the hood of the car. The impact was loud, like a hammer crashing into a thick sheet of steel.

The scream the woman let out this time was more bloodcurdling than ever. Belinda released her grip.

The woman pulled herself up, looking dazed and unsteady. She stumbled a few steps before leaning her entire body against the car to keep herself upright. Even then, her rage had not abated. She raised a trembling hand and pointed a finger at Belinda.

“You… You fucking bitch! How dare you lay a hand on me? You’re dead! I swear, I won’t let you get away with this shit! I’ll tear you to pieces with my own hands!”

Then, she staggered toward Belinda, her arm pulled back as she aimed to slap Belinda across the face. But before her hand could land, Belinda blocked it effortlessly.

Then, before the woman could get her bearings, Belinda slapped her.

“Ah!” The blow hit the woman hard. She completely lost her balance and slumped to the ground.

But Belinda wasn’t done yet. She crouched in front of the woman and grabbed her by the jaw.

“Calling people bitches and whores—so this is the kind of behavior Mitchell’s fans have, huh? Don’t you realize that your little tantrum is making your precious idol look bad?”

Belinda tightened her grip, her eyes narrowing into slits. Her voice was cold and menacing as she added, “This is your warning. You’d better watch that mouth of yours in the future. If I ever hear you insult me again, I won’t be so nice!”

Then, Belinda released the woman.

“Now get lost,” she snapped.noveldrama

The woman was shaking at that point, her face ghostly pale. She opened her mouth to hurl more insults, but her words died in her throat as she stared into Belinda’s cold, glacial eyes. In the end, she could only manage to get back to her feet, slowly and with much effort.

“Just you wait,” she spat through gritted teeth before turning on her heel and leaving.

Belinda took a deep breath, still fuming. She climbed back into her car just as her phone started ringing again from inside her bag.

She glanced at the screen—Lucas was calling. Only then did she realize that she had abruptly hung up on him earlier. He was probably worried sick.

Belinda wasted no time answering the call.

“Hello?”

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