Phoenix Golding was startled, but her shock quickly turned to anger. She was a teacher; wasn’t she allowed to discipline a student? All she did was make her stand still. She couldn’t be blamed for the brat’s dislocated arm. Who told the little wretch her arm couldn’t take a simple tug?

"I’m not hiding. Tang Xiaonan made a mistake. I’m her teacher, and it’s my duty to educate her. Does Phoebe Huxley even understand reason? Why should I hide from her!"

Phoenix Golding’s face darkened. She refused to hide, no matter what. She’d like to see what Phoebe Huxley dared to do to her. Phoenix Golding was no pushover.

"Oh, for heaven’s sake! When has Phoebe Huxley ever been reasonable? You need to hide, quickly! When she gets physical, she doesn’t hold back!"

The one who came to warn her was a cousin-in-law on good terms with Phoenix Golding. The woman was worried sick, but Phoenix Golding remained unhurried. Jacqueline Spann, who had been cooking in the kitchen, came out and also tried to persuade her.

Phoenix Golding’s expression soured even more. A respectable, state-employed teacher like her, actually having to fear an uncultured shrew? The humiliation was unbearable. Still, she was worried Phoebe Huxley would resort to brute force. ’I should probably lay low for a bit to avoid getting hurt.’

After a sip of water, Phoenix Golding prepared to leave and hide. She planned on finding Felix Thorne. Her original intention was to come back right after school and beat Phoebe Huxley to the punch by complaining to Felix first, but something had come up and delayed her. Now she had lost the initiative, allowing that vixen to get the jump on her.

"Mom, hurry up! Auntie Phoebe is almost here."

Seeing Phoenix Golding moving so sluggishly, Jacqueline Spann was dying of anxiety. She urged her on a few times, earning a glare from her mother. Just as she reached the door, Phoenix Golding turned back, grabbed her son, Ulysses Spann, and started to leave with him.

"Tell your Auntie Phoebe that your brother and I won’t be back tonight."

"Okay."

Jacqueline Spann replied obediently, lowering her head to hide the fury in her eyes. Her mother was taking her precious son but leaving her behind to face a thug like Phoebe Huxley. ’Doesn’t Mom worry at all that something might happen to me?’

’Hah... Perhaps in her mother’s heart, a daughter like me is completely disposable!’ 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚

"Phoenix Golding, you slutty bitch! How dare you bully my daughter! I’m going to skin you alive today, you damn hussy!"

Phoebe Huxley’s full-throated roar grew closer and closer. Phoenix Golding, who had just stepped out of the courtyard gate, cursed inwardly. She grabbed her son and was about to run when a sharp pain shot through the back of her head. A powerful force yanked her backward. Before she could even react, a searing pain erupted on her face, her ears started BUZZING, and her mind felt like a jumbled mess. Stars flashed before her eyes.

"You slutty fox raised by a bitch! You think wearing human skin can hide your stench? I’ve put up with you for over a decade, always parading around in front of my man. You can look, but you can’t touch! I couldn’t be bothered to waste my time teaching a slut like you a lesson, but you just had to push your luck! Daring to bully my daughter! Today, I’ll show you what happens when you mess with me!"

Phoebe Huxley’s movements weren’t nimble, but her strength was enough to completely KO Phoenix Golding. Even some smaller men were no match for her. She was a woman who could put any man to shame.

Phoebe Huxley had Phoenix Golding by her chin-length bob, yanking on it so she couldn’t move. That sleek, glossy black hair was Phoenix Golding’s pride and joy. She would often flick it or run a hand through it in front of men.

Although they were simple gestures, the men of that era had never encountered such tactics. They were naturally infatuated, granting Phoenix Golding her every request. That included Felix Thorne.

While he had never crossed any major lines, he had given Phoenix Golding plenty of free meat over the years. This was something Phoebe Huxley didn’t know; otherwise, she would have raised all kinds of hell long ago.