Will the Aloof Billionaire Divorce Today?-Chapter 333: Whose victory it will be is still uncertain

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Chapter 333: Chapter 333: Whose victory it will be is still uncertain

As for what Alice thinks in her heart, Scarlett didn’t know. π‘“π˜³π‘’π‘’π“Œπ˜¦π˜£π˜―β„΄π‘£π˜¦π‘™.π˜€π‘œπ‘š

But seeing her bite her lip tightly, and those eyes that seemed ready to spit fire, Scarlett knew she must have believed what she said.

Bringing up everything about Darknight City, there was no reason for Alice not to believe her.

"He actually told you all these things..." Alice’s lips trembled violently, her frail body also shaking, as if she were extremely agitated. Her five fingers gripped the edge of the table tightly, and her long nails scratched across the smooth tabletop, making a sharp, ear-piercing screech.

The sound made everyone who heard it uncomfortable.

Scarlett frowned, watching as Alice gouged marks into the table, and suddenly had a weird feeling. She couldn’t quite describe it, but intuition told her it wasn’t good.

She tried hard to ignore the bad premonition and avoid looking at those terrifying scratches, "Miss Green, have you forgotten? I am his fiancΓ©e. In front of me, what secrets could he possibly have?"

Just then, a beautiful waitress in a cheongsam brought over the tea.

As soon as the cup in front of Alice was placed down, she picked it up and splashed it towards Scarlett, "Scarlett Yates, I hate you!"

The scalding tea, an entire cup, splashed out directly towards Scarlett’s face.

White steam billowed as the hot tea splattered out, Scarlett was momentarily stunned but quickly reacted, hastily raising her hand to shield her face.

"Ah." The scalding tea scalded her skin immediately, raising several blisters on the back of her hand.

It was imaginable, if that freshly made tea splashed onto Scarlett’s face, then her face...

Alice’s viciousness far exceeded Scarlett’s normal understanding.

She had thought that even if Alice disliked her, at most she would just curse at her a few times.

But she actually directly threw the scalding tea at her.

"Alice, are you crazy?" The pain from her hand infuriated Scarlett. She held up the splashed hand to her eyes and gasped in pain.

The back of her hand was covered in four or five dense blisters, and the entire patch of skin was burnt red.

The waitress hadn’t left yet; seeing this scene, she was also stunned.

Who would have thought that the pale-faced, seemingly frail and pretty woman would do such a thing?

Her actions were swift and cruel; such viciousness didn’t match her gentle, pale face at all.

Seeing Scarlett’s face turn pale with pain, the waitress hurried forward and said, "Miss, quickly rinse it with cold water."

Scarlett bit her lip, nodded, got up, and left with the waitress.

Before leaving, she angrily glared at Alice. If it weren’t for the rule that one shouldn’t bite back after being bitten by a dog, she really wanted to splash her own cup of tea onto Alice’s face.

"Alice, I have nothing more to discuss with you, and there will be nothing to discuss in the future."

Alice did not feel the slightest that her behavior was excessive. She sat in place, lifted her chin arrogantly, and said, "If it weren’t for Matthew, you think I would be willing to sit here with you, Scarlett? This cup of tea was just to make you sober up. Don’t think you are the victor. I was able to drive away those women in three years, and I can also drive you away."

"Who will win is still uncertain. What I want, no one can take away."