No Remarriage for us Stay Away (Lenora)

Chapter 462 Deserved It

Alice looked up, her eyes widening at the chaotic scene before her. Isla had been dragged to the ground by her hair. Sophia had swiftly bound Isla's hands with a rope, rendering her unable to fight back as her legs gave way beneath her. Lenora wasted no time. She straddled Isla, gripping the latter's chin. Without hesitation, she delivered two sharp slaps to her face.

This was her moment-a golden opportunity to settle both new and old grievances without holding back.

Alice was at a loss for words. Caesare's plane is about to land, and I certainly don't want to meet him with a swollen, red face from being slapped.

"Just you wait! I swear I'll kill you! Let me go! I'll have my uncle shoot you to death! Argh! Fay, you despicable wretch!" Isla wailed, her voice piercing.

For the first time in her life, Isla had tasted such humiliation and injustice. She swore she wouldn't rest until she had avenged this insult. Determined to reclaim her dignity, she resolved to have her uncle intervene and throw them behind bars, sentencing them to death. Isla's loud cries had drawn the attention of a few passersby. When their eyes fell on the wrecked Maserati, they quickly realized this was no ordinary altercation. Choosing caution, they kept their distance, merely observing from afar.

Among the onlookers, someone began filming the scene. However, Lenora remained unbothered. Isla's relentless shrieking and threats about involving her uncle to throw them in prison only worked to her advantage. Lenora knew that with Matthew's name dragged into the incident, he wouldn't dare let the footage circulate online it would only harm his reputation.

Sophia couldn't help but say, "It's unbelievable how stubborn you are!"

Alice, still in the car, watched until Lenora was almost done teaching Isla a lesson. Without hesitation, she grabbed a shard of glass from the dashboard and dragged it across her palm. A crimson streak immediately appeared on her fair skin.

Tossing the shard aside, she pushed the door open and stepped out, trying to chase Sophia and Lenora away. "Stop it!"

Lenora knew when to stop. She stepped back and dusted her hands nonchalantly. Picking up the safety hammer from the ground, she cast a cold gaze down at Isla, who was sprawled helplessly on the pavement.

"Isla," she warned icily, "try pulling any more stunts, and it won't just be a few slaps next time."

After she finished speaking, she and Sophia left side by side.

When they were alone in the elevator, Sophia said curiously, "Lenora, I feel like I've seen the other woman in the car before..."

"Yes, her name is Alice, the woman in the second photo I sent you. She's the one with Zephyr. I'm surprised she came back, too and even seems to be close to Isla," said Lenora.

The first photo was a snapshot she had taken inadvertently during work, but it didn't capture the woman's face.

Sophia frowned as it dawned on her. "I was wondering why the name Isla sounded familiar. I remember now. Zephyr once made a call in front of me, calling the person on the other end of the line 'Isla'." "Was it the time you told me that Zephyr had a girlfriend?"

"Yes. I asked him if it was his girlfriend, and he didn't deny it."

"Well, I'll be d*mned. Zephyr sure is a playboy. Messing around with two good friends at once..." Lenora remarked in awe.

Sophia did not respond.

"Isla, are you all right?" Alice helped Isla to her feet, untying the rope on her wrist.

"Fay! You wretches! I will make sure you pay!" Isla screamed, her eyes filled with pure hatred.

Her cheeks were flushed and swollen, her hair a tangled mess, leaving her looking utterly miserable.

Spotting the bystanders still gathered around, recording with their phones, Isla fixed them with a menacing glare and snapped, "What are you filming? Keep it up, and I'll make sure you lose those hands!"

The passersby were rendered speechless.

They saw Isla being struck and initially assumed she was the victim. Sympathizing with her, they decided to film the incident as evidence. However, the moment she erupted in anger, shouting threats, the bystanders quickly changed their minds. They hastily deleted the footage and dispersed, wanting no part in the escalating chaos.

With her temper, she deserved to be hit!

The car was no longer drivable. Isla planned to have it towed for repairs once she got back, so she made a call for someone to pick her up.

After hanging up, Isla turned to look at Alice, her eyes sharp with a cold intensity. "I was being attacked for so long-what were you doing in the car?"

Alice wore a troubled expression, her

hand instinctively pressing against

the cut on her palm. "I wanted to help you but

by a piece my door got jammed

e of glass. It took me

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while to pry it open, and... I accidentally cut myself in the process."

Alice revealed her bleeding hand, the crimson streak contrasting sharply against her pale skin, like a drop of ink on a pristine sheet of paper.

Isla studied the injury for a moment, then nodded in silent understanding, her expression softening.

"Isla, where are we going once the car arrives?" Alice asked, her tone uncertain.

Isla's expression darkened, a cold laugh escaping her lips. "Where else? I'm going home, where my uncle will make sure I get justice."

Alice hesitated for a moment before reminding her, "Isn't Caesare's plane arriving soon?"

Isla paused. That almost slipped my mind!

Seething with anger, Isla spat, "Let's go pick up Zephyr first! I want him to see what that woman has done to me! After he sees this, there's no way he'll still have any feelings for that wretch!"noveldrama

Alice comforted her, "Don't worry. Caesare cares so much about you. He will definitely support you and have your back!"

At Jacaster International Airport, Zephyr stood next to the luggage carousel, waiting for his bags to arrive. In the meantime, he took out his phone and switched it from flight mode to normal mode. Subsequently, he received a video from an unfamiliar number.

He clicked on it to see surveillance footage that appeared to be from the airport.

Reviewing it carefully, he realized the people in the video were Lenora and Zachary.

So?

He adjusted his glasses, a baffled expression on his face as he deleted the video and exited the arrival gate with his luggage in tow, looking around.

"Zephyr, over here!"

Upon hearing a familiar voice, Zephyr turned to its source, his brow furrowing. He strode over, asking, "What's happened to you?"

"Zephyr, I've been beaten up! You must seek justice for me!" Isla cried out, distressed.

Zephyr glanced at Alice, who was impeccably dressed and wore flawless makeup.

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Alice's heart skipped a beat under his gaze, but she quickly regained her composure and smiled, saying, "Caesare, they didn't just hit Isla-they also smashed her car. They only left after I chased them off. Unfortunately, the glass jammed the car door, which delayed me a bit.

By the time I managed to get out,

Isla had already been slapped a few times."

In just a few concise sentences, she managed to take credit for chasing them off while also subtly explaining why she had remained unharmed.

Of course, Zephyr knew his sister's temperament.

"No one would hit you without reason. You must have caused trouble again, didn't you?" he asked coolly.

"Zephyr! You're my brother! How can you side with strangers?" Isla's voice trembled with fury. "Look at me! No one's ever dared treat me like this, not since childhood..."

"That's exactly why you've become

so lawless." Zephyr, suitcase in

hand, glanced at her briefly as he walked away. "Back in Fairlake, everyone put up with you because of Father's influence. But here in

Jacaster, without the family's protection, you can't even handle something this minor?"

“Are... Are you really my brother?” Isla asked.

"Who hit you?" he asked.

She trailed behind him and said, "It was Fay and her friend!"

Fay and her friend? Was it Fiona or Sophia?

Zephyr lowered his gaze, his expression remaining unchanged as he inquired in a deep voice, "What happened?"