An Understated Dominance
Chapter 585 by Marina Vittori

“Oh, I’m going too far now, am I? Well, so what if I am? What are you going to do about it?” The red- haired lady stood with arms akimbo as she glared daggers at Dahlia.

“I’ve called the cops! You better not act rashly!” Dahlia warned. She had Julie make several calls. as soon as they had the accident.

“The cops?” The red–haired girl laughed obnoxiously as her friends behind her watched on. unkindly, obviously having no regard for the authorities. “Do you think that I’d be daunted by mere cops? I’ll have you know, I can kill you right this instant and chuck you into the ocean as fish food, and no one will be able to do anything about it!” She laughed nastily.

“Surely you can’t be above the law!” Dahlia shook her head with a frown, her brows furrowed.

“The law? Haha! I am the fucking law! Now, pay me ten million dollars, or I’ll show you what I’m capable of!” The red–haired lady threatened.

“Ten million dollars? That’s daylight robbery!” Julie was aggravated. Even if she had bought that car in cash, it’d only amount to slightly over two million at best, so if they were to pay for the repair cost, several hundred thousand would be more than enough.

For her to demand ten million dollars as compensation was pure extortion, and most importantly, she was the one who was in the wrong, so why should they be the ones paying her?

“Cut the crap!” The red–haired lady shot them a glare. “You have only two options. One, you pay me; or two, I break your legs!”

“You! That’s just robbery!” Julie was exasperated.

“So what if I am?” She delivered a kick to Julie which sent her sprawling to the ground once again. “Keep running your mouth and see if I’ll kill you!”

“Stop it!” Dahlia stepped between them, hiding Julie behind her. “You lay another finger on her and you’ll pay dearly for it!” she roared.

The red–haired lady raised her hand and slapped Dahlia hard on the face. “Who do you think you are to speak to me like that?”

“You!” Dahlia held her red and swollen face in her hand, her expression livid. These people were downright barbaric!

“I’ll say this one last time, pay up, or you’ll be sorry!”

“We did nothing wrong! Why should we pay?” Dahlia argued.

“You’re not paying? Then I guess I’ll just slash your face up!” With a vicious smile, the red–haired lady continued, “It’d be a pity for you to lose your pretty little face! I’d like to see if you’d dare to show up in public again after I’m done with you.”

“Don’t you dare!” Dahlia’s expression froze.

“Try me!” With a wave of her hand, the red–haired lady called out to her friends, “Guys, hold her

still!”

“On it!” Her friends came forward with mean smiles on their faces as they pinned Dahlia to the

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hood of the car.

“I must say, you’ve got a perfect face!” The red–haired lady took out a pocket knife and began gently grazing it on Dahlia’s face. “But I do not like seeing things perfect, so I guess I’ll just have to ruin it!” And then she raised her hand and brought it down to Dahlia’s face quickly.

But before the knife came in contact with Dahlia’s face, a loud clang was heard as a silver needle flew through the air, accurately hitting the knife’s blade. A sharp pain shot through the red- haired lady’s hand, and the pocket knife she had in her hand clattered to the ground.

“Who’s there? Who did that?” She whipped her head around quickly with a dark expression.

“What gave you the guts to assault others in broad daylight?” A handsome man walked out from behind the car.

“Dustin?” Dahlia and Julie were both elated to see him. It was as though he was their savior, as they had yet to see him lose in a fight. When Dustin noticed Dahlia’s swollen cheeks, his

expression darkened and his gaze became sharp.

“Where did you come from? And why are you sticking your nose in other people’s business?” the red–haired lady asked hostilely.

“You wretched bitch! That man is the head of security for our company! You’re in deep trouble today!” Julie shouted haughtily now that Dustin was there.

“Hah! And here I was wondering who this rascal was. So it turns out that he’s nothing but a security guard?” The red–haired lady scoffed contemptuously.

“Looks like someone is trying to be the hero here to save the day now? Take a look in the mirror! If you know what’s good for you, you better get lost, or I’ll beat the crap out of you too!“