I'm the Obsession of My Cold-Hearted Ex novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97 A Reason to Hit You?

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Looking at Victoria. Ellis realized she had never felt such disgust for anyone before. If there was a ranking for the most nauseating people, Easton and Victoria would tie for first place,

Ignoring Victoria, she turned to look for Jackson. She had no time to wait for that scumbag to finish his meeting; she needed to confront him now.

Unfortunately, after searching the entire executive office, there was no sign of Jackson. She had no choice but to ask around where the scumbag was holding his meeting.

Today, both Ellis and Victoria were at the company. Glancing back at Victoria, who followed her, Jackson stuttered. “Mr. Easton…

“Ms. Harper. Easton said you’re clueless, and it really shows!” Victoria crossed her arms. “He’s in a meeting. and you’re interrupting his work. Can’t you just wait until he’s done?”

Easton had the audacity to lecture me on being clueless, but what right did this other woman have to school me? Ellis felt her anger rising rapidly.

Turning around, she glared coldly at Victoria. “Ms. Victoria, is your tongue twisted, or is it just your skewed. perception? Why do you address Easton as if you’re so young? Trying to seem younger? You’re actually quite laughable!”

“I grew up with Easton; I’ve always treated him like a big brother. He’s never had a problem with it. If you think there’s an issue, you’re the funny one!” Victoria dropped her arms, a smirk playing at her lips. “Ms. Harper seems quite upset; it must be because Easton wants a divorce, right?”

Under everyone’s watchful eyes, Ellis was not willing to lose face.

Provoked by Victoria, she was furious. How much had that scumbag and this wench discussed? Could they just elope to the afterlife already?

Her gaze swept over the onlookers with their ears perked up for gossip; she managed to control her emotions and said calmly. “Since Ms. Victoria brought it up, why don’t we talk about it in private?”

“Sure!” Victoria responded with a polite smile.

To Ellis, Victoria’s smile was utterly that of a classic wench.

Shamelessly breaking up families and publicly challenging the wife, all without a shred of shame. If it were ancient times, she’d throw both the wench and that scumbag into a pig cage and dump it in the river.

Walking one after the other back to Easton’s office, a hint of triumph flashed in Victoria’s eyes. The moment. was coming for her to officially become Easton’s wife; she was confident in her victory.

Leading the way, Ellis stopped and turned back, “Close the door.”

“You want a private chat, yet you’re afraid of being overheard?” Victoria didn’t close the door, intentionally standing in the doorway.

Victoria was here trying to assert her presence, parading around as the new Easton’s wife, unaware of how blind that scumbag was to treat someone like Victoria as his love.

Her anger turned into action, and without thinking, she raised her hand and slapped the strug look the of the wench’s face.

Slapping Victoria hard on the left cheek, she snapped, “Victoria, Easton cheated with you, and I never troubled you for it. But you keep provoking me, treating me like a pushover? Who do you think you ares You’re still not his wife; what are you so proud of?”