Eleanor Bishop said angrily, "How could Mika possibly want to hurt you? Stop making false accusations."

"Why would it be impossible? Her man is Tristan Grayson! Let go of me! Stop holding me back, I’m going to beat this woman to death today! I won’t be able to rest until I do."

Looking at the woman acting like a complete shrew, Mika Summers scoffed, "Sister-in-law, let her go."

Eleanor said worriedly, "Mika, you should go. My cousin is just being impulsive. She’ll be fine once she calms down."

But the words had barely left her mouth when Rowan Ross spun around and slapped Eleanor. "Bitch! You backstabbing bitch!" ’Not only is she not helping me, but she’s actually telling that woman to leave.’

Instantly, a red handprint appeared on Eleanor’s face.

Mika rushed over and pulled Eleanor aside.

With her eyes red and welling with tears, Eleanor shook her head and whispered, "Mika, just go. My cousin... she’s always like this."

"Why should I go?" Mika said angrily. "Do you really think that woman is a good cousin to you? Sister-in-law, stay out of this. Don’t say a word."

"—" Eleanor fell silent, looking at Mika with a hint of fear. ’Mika seems... different.’

Rowan rubbed her stinging hand and sneered, "Heh, ’sister-in-law’? So you’re all one big happy family now? No wonder you tried to stop me." ’If I’d known Eleanor was going to be this disobedient, I should have just let her starve instead of getting her a job here.’

"So, you’re saying I’m the one who ruined things for you?" Mika asked with a smirk, fighting the urge to hit the woman.

"That’s right! And don’t think I won’t hit you just because you’re Tristan Grayson’s woman. Let me tell you, I’m not afraid of you anymore." ’Tristan Grayson isn’t who he used to be. Does this woman really think she can ride his coattails forever? I have the Joyce Family backing me now. What’s the Grayson Family to me?’

Mika found her words laughable. "I never said you wouldn’t dare hit me because I’m with Tristan. I just hoped you would take a good look at your own position. I am a guest here, and you are merely a server. As a server, your duty is to serve every guest to the best of your ability."

"You... You’ve gone too far! I’ll kill you!" Enraged that Mika had turned her own words against her, Rowan gritted her teeth and swung at her.

Mika caught her wrist, her gaze sweeping over Rowan’s body in a deliberately casual and mocking appraisal. "With a service attitude like yours, I’m shocked you even have a job. You must have... other outstanding talents."

"What nonsense are you spouting! You bitch! If I don’t kill you today, my name’s not Rowan Ross!" With that, Rowan raised her other hand and clawed at Mika.

But just as Rowan was about to touch her, Mika grabbed her other arm, then swiftly kicked her in the calf. The sharp pain made Rowan buckle, almost bringing her to her knees. As she flinched, Mika let go and swung, landing a solid slap across her face.

CRACK! The force of the slap was enough to twist the corner of Rowan’s mouth, and a red handprint instantly appeared on her cheek.

Rowan cupped her stinging cheek, her eyes filled with venom as she stared at Mika. "You dared to hit me?"

"Of course I did. That slap was to pay you back for my sister-in-law. I still have three more waiting for you." With that, Mika forcefully pulled Rowan’s hand from her face and landed two more merciless slaps. SMACK! SMACK!

Just as Mika raised her hand for the third slap, Eleanor snapped out of her shock and rushed to grab her arm. "Mika, that’s enough! Stop hitting her!"