The Perfect Wife's Perfect Revenge novel Chapter 857

Pinned beneath the five women, Mrs. Mercer shrieked like a banshee.

One-on-one, none of them would have been a match for her, but against five at once, she didn't stand a chance. To make matters worse, she had come alone—no friends by her side, and her bodyguards were waiting outside.

The lobby was so deafeningly loud that her security detail couldn't hear her screams. All they knew was that there was a commotion inside.

Without direct orders from Mrs. Mercer, they didn't dare intervene. Instead, they stood idly by the pool, watching the kids splash around and giggle.

Beaten until she was sobbing uncontrollably, Mrs. Mercer was finally saved when Hans, fearing they might actually kill her, signaled a few men to pull the women off.

“That's enough! Stop fighting and let's talk this out.”

For the first time in his life, Hans felt like he was screaming until his throat bled, yet no one was listening.

Left with no choice, he snatched a handgun from a nearby bodyguard and fired a warning shot into the air. The deafening crack finally shocked the room into absolute silence.

These women, who normally paraded around dripping in diamonds and designer labels, now looked like disheveled ghosts.

Their clothes were torn to shreds, and their high heels were scattered across the floor, completely mismatched.

“What's left to talk about? Tell James to get out here.”

Mrs. Mercer glared at the women, clutching her chest as if she might go into cardiac arrest.

“You little sluts. Every last one of you. Let me make this clear—James is my husband, and he just got locked up. So you can kiss your fantasies goodbye.”

Saying the words sent a twisted rush of satisfaction through her. Just hours ago, she had been agonizing over him, planning to beg her father to bail him out.

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