Madeline Crawford and Jeremy Whitman
Chapter 1736

Chapter 1736

The light in the basement was dim, so Shirley could not see the woman's face. However, she could imagine how malicious this woman's face would look now.

"What are you trying to do?" Shirley supported herself with both hands and tried her best to move backward.

She was not scared of the torture this woman would inflict on her, but she could not accept sustaining any injuries on her face.

No woman could accept this.

The woman waved the fruit knife and strode in front of Shirley, towering over her as she arrogantly peered askance at Shirley.

"Shirley, I know I can never compare to you in some aspects and I can never replace you. The only thing I can do now is to change your physical appearance."

After Shirley heard this, she was even more certain that this woman wanted to disfigure her.

She knew if she did not fight back, her face would be atrociously disfigured in her hands.

She could not sit here and resign to her fate.

When she saw the woman waving the knife at her face, Shirley used all her might to push the woman away.

The woman thought Shirley had lost all resistance, so she was completely caught off guard when she was suddenly pushed. She fell to the ground, and the fruit knife in her hand also dropped.

The woman muttered angrily while picking up the fruit knife in a hurry. However, Shirley was even faster than her and was now holding the fruit knife.

Fearing that the tables would turn at this critical moment, the woman pressed Shirley's hand down and the two of them started fighting.

Since Shirley was weak, the woman managed to trap Shirley under her.

The two of them fought for the fruit knife, and amidst the chaos, the sharp blade slashed across the woman's palm.

"Ah!" the woman screamed in pain, and at the same time, flames of rage filled her heart.

She snatched away the fruit knife that Shirley was holding tightly in her hand as her eyes turned aggressive.

"Go to hell!"

She held the handle of the knife and slashed the sharp blade across Shirley's right cheek.

"Ah!"

An overwhelming sharp pain immediately washed over Shirley.

Shirley was instantly alert without a trace of muddle-headedness.

She lifted her hand to clutch her wound, the blood quickly staining her palm red.

"Shirley, do you feel the pain now? Who asked you to offend someone you shouldn't? You should think about who you offended back then. Don't blame me, I'm just doing this under someone's instructions. Think about who you've offended recently."

'Who I've offended recently?'

Shirley clutched her face that was bleeding profusely, and she was in so much pain that her bones were trembling. She could not think. The only rivals whom she could think of were Jeremy and Madeline. When she remembered how Madeline had let her take a shower, change her clothes, eat, and sleep in such a friendly manner, Shirley could not help but chuckle sarcastically.

"Eveline, I almost believed you. I didn't expect you to be so good at acting."

Shirley said in self-mockery before pushing away the woman who was restraining her. Then, she stood up shakily and stumbled toward the door.

The woman initially wanted to stop her but when she heard what Shirley had just said, she felt that it was unnecessary.

She removed her mask and cap before curling her red lips to display a sinister smirk. She was pleased that she managed to get away with this.

"Shirley, it's good that you've arrived at this conclusion. Remember to go back to Carter and tell him who did this to you."