Vivian pov I suddenly grabbed Scarlett Hayes's ankle and, with a swift motion, threw her against the wall behind us. With a loud thud, Scarlett crashed hard into the cold, unyielding surface. Her face was already bruised and battered, and she slid down the wall, gasping in pain. "Vivian Carter, how can you be so cruel!" Scarlett exclaimed, her voice strained. I looked down at her from above. "Scarlett Hayes, you're quite amusing. If I don't fight back, should I just stand here and let you hit me? That would be foolish, wouldn't it?" Scarlett's face twisted in anger. "I spent a hundred million on that worthless thing in your hands. So what if I hit you to vent my frustrations?" I smiled. "Scarlett, if this seal were intact, it could fetch that price. You owe me that much!" Scarlett felt a surge of frustration, her chest tight. After a moment, she spat, "You better pray you don't fall into my hands one day!" I looked at her with an air of arrogance. "Scarlett, I didn't bother with you
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