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Her eyes slowly looked Sophia up and down with pure contempt.

“You really think he gives a damn about you?” Isabella continued cruelly. “You’re the one clinging to him, trying to sink your claws into him.”

She leaned closer and added with clear hatred, “Magnus may be single, but he absolutely hates sluts who cling to men.”

“That’s enough!

Emma’s voice exploded with fury.

Before anyone could react, her fist suddenly flew through the air.

Isabella shrieked and jerked backward at the very last moment.

Emma’s fist cut through the air just inches from Isabella’s nose. The sudden movement terrified Isabella so much that she let out a loud scream.

Sophia immediately wrapped an arm around Emma’s waist and pulled her backward.

Emma struggled violently in her grip.

“Let go of me!” Emma snapped, trying to wrench herself free. “I swear I’ll smash her face today!”

She pointed furiously at Isabella.

“I’m gonna break that fake nose she struts around with, acting like the rest of us are too blind to notice!” Emma shouted.

Isabella froze in shock.

Almost instinctively, she raised her hand to cover her nose, her face turning pale with embarrassment.

“How the hell does she know it’s fake…?” Isabella muttered under her breath, completely stunned.

But Emma was far from finished.

“I swear to God,” Emma snapped, pointing straight at her, “if I see you in front of me again, I’ll hulk-smash that damn head of yours!”

She let out a cold, mocking laugh.

“And have you even looked in a mirror?” she continued harshly. “You look like the wicked witch from Snow White, walking around like you’re some kind of temptation when you’re nothing more than that ugly apple in her hand.”

Sophia almost burst out laughing, but she forced herself to hold it back. She grabbed Emma’s arm and quickly pulled her out of the store.

“Let’s go. That’s enough,” she said. “Why are you wasting your breath on someone like her?”

Emma kept turning back to glare at Isabella with furious eyes.

Behind them, Isabella stood there with her hand pressed against her chest as if she had never heard something so outrageous and insulting in her entire life.

Sophia didn’t give her another glance. She dragged Emma out of the store and down the stairs.

Once they were outside, Emma angrily let out a frustrated groan.

“I swear to God, I would’ve killed her today,” Emma hissed through clenched teeth. “I hate that stupid look on her face.”

Sophia finally burst out laughing.

“This is the first time I’ve ever seen you lose control like that,” she said, shaking her head as she looked at Emma. “The precious, respectable owner of Centurion Hall almost getting into a catfight.”

Emma rolled her eyes and roughly pushed her hair back with both hands.