Coolest Girl in Town (Elise and Alexander)
Chapter 682

Chapter 682 Cat Fight

Sofia’s smile froze, then slipped off her face entirely as a grim look flashed across her features. Then,in a tone that was layered through with unbridled hostility, she grounded out, “I'm afraid I don'tquite understand what you mean, Miss Dahlen.”

"Act dumb all you want, but you and I both know what I meant,” Maya snapped as she slammed theglass of water Sofia had given her earlier on the coffee table. She went on to say emphatically,"Alexander isn't someone that the likes of you should pine after, so give up before any damage isdone.”

"Well, isn’t your confidence so moving, Miss Dahlen?” Sofia smirked nonchalantly and turned to lookat the other girl with no small amount of disdain. “I have a double degree in Ph.D., my father is ahigh-ranking official, and my mother is a renowned figure in the business world. I've receivedcountless offers to become editor-in-chief in various bigshot publishers, and even Alexander'smother has personally paved the way for my career in journalism. If the likes of me can't pine afterhim, then who can? You?”

"What did you just say?” Maya clenched her fists and demanded with gritted teeth, “Godmother wasthe one who asked you to come here?”

Maya had been staying with Elise ever since the Dahlen Family went bankrupt, and she had cut offall contact with Madeline. However, she firmly believed that Madeline would always be on her side.Alas, barely half a year had passed since Maya's family's bankruptcy, and Madeline had alreadydecided to make another woman her daughter-in-law. Do I mean so little to her that she wouldmove on from me so easily? Maya couldn't help thinking.

She felt her nose prick as hot tears welled up in her eyes. She had treated Madeline as her ownmother, but the woman had cast her aside in drastic times like she was nothing.

As it turned out, the Griffiths were materialists who put money and power above all othersentiments.

Sofia tipped her chin up haughtily as she cocked a brow and asked, “Why else do you think a youngand beautiful woman such as myself would be doing here in Alexander's new house?”

Maya gritted her teeth and made no reply. She didn’t think she could say anything right now to helpher own case. Sofia had Madeline and a formidable family background to support her, and Mayahad no one to rely on but herself now that her family was bankrupt.

While she, too, had studied abroad, her father was the one who had paid for it and made thearrangements. Upon her return to the country, her family coddled her, and there had been no needfor her to join the workforce. So, at the end of the day, she had no accomplishments of her own toboast about, and she was nothing more than a pretty face.

Sofia, on the other hand, could sense the other girl's distress, but she wasn't going to let her off thehook so easily. She drawled in a sing-song voice, “It must take quite the extraordinary character tobecome Madam Madeline's goddaughter. Maybe you have some sage advice you'd like to imparton me, Miss Dahlen?”

"Why would I do that?” Maya retorted incredulously. “If you're so great, then why are you still ahousekeeper for the Griffiths? Do you really think Alexander would ever fall for a lowly servant likeyou? You're only good for picking up his dirty laundry!”

"Watch your tongue, Maya!” Sofia seethed, and she was like a human light show as her face turnedred, white, and red again with fury.

Maya had no plans of backing down from the fight just as she regained the upper hand, and shewent on to say, “Am I wrong? The family, academics, and pretty face that you're so proud of can'teven begin to leave an impression on Alexander and make him fall for you. What makes you thinkthat pouring him tea and cleaning up his house would make a difference? Maybe your skills lie notin journalism or being an heiress but in being a servant with no pride whatsoever!”

Sofia was enraged as she bolted to her feet. “Shut up!” She pointed at the door and roared, “Get outof the house!”

"Why should I? I'm practically a sister to the master of the house, and you are just a housekeeper.How dare you take that tone with me? If there's anyone who should get out of the house, it's you!”Maya shouted with equal belligerence, not at all intimidated by Sofia“s maniacal stance.

There was a saying that hell hath no fury as a woman scorned. It was akin to an endless andsenseless war when two women clashed with one another. Not even Sofia and her impressivedouble-degree Ph.D. could accord her the words she needed to argue reasonably against Maya, notwhile the latter was on a roll.

Incensed, Sofia lunged forward without another word, grabbed Maya, and then began to haul hertoward the door. “I might not be able to keep Elise under check, but I sure as hell won't let you walkall over me! Get out! Scram!”

Maya felt rage boil in her when she was being abruptly manhandled to the entrance, and sheimmediately retaliated. She dug her nails into Sofia’s arms, and soon, a fight ensued as both womenclawed at each other. There was a lot of clothes-tearing and hair-pulling involved, too, and neitherwoman showed signs of backing down.

"Oh, no! Please stop fighting!” The maid who saw this rushed over to try and pull the women apart.However, when she realized that the brawl was escalating, she abandoned her noble attempt tobreak up the fight and ran up the stairs, whereupon the maid knocked urgently on Elise’s door asshe cried, “Mrs. Griffith! Mrs. Griffith, wake up! There's a fight going on downstairs!”

In the bedroom, Elise frowned and sat up in bed, but she kept her eyes closed as she shuffled to thedoor. She felt for the knob and opened the door, then asked groggily, “What's with all the noise?”“Mrs. Griffith, a fight broke out between a female guest and Miss Hawkins! The guest even calledherself Mr. Griffith's sister!” the maid explained anxiously.

“Sister?” Elise yawned. “I didn't know Alexander had a sister.”

"Something like a sister, I suppose,” the maid wagered. “I'm not sure, either, but I can't break up thefight. Please go down and take a look, Mrs. Griffith!"

“Fine.” Elise headed back into the room and grabbed a robe, then pulled it on before she followedthe maid down the stairs.

She had only just reached the landing when she heard Maya's familiar voice crying out, “Let go ofme, you skank!”

“No, you let go of me first!” Sofia shrieked, not at all sounding like she was going to release theother girl.

Elise stopped in her tracks and chuckled. A cat fight, I see. Well, that's a fascinating development.Sofia accidentally scratched Maya's face in the living room and drew blood from her porcelain skin.Maya screamed on the spot, and her voice grew thick with resentment as she accused, “Youscratched me! You actually laid your wretched hands on my face! Don't you dare get away from menow!"

She really gave it her all this time as she reached out to try and claw Sofia’s face.

“You crazy woman! I didn't even mean to scratch you! You were the one who started it!"

The scene was taking such an exciting turn that Elise nearly forgot why she was going downstairs inthe first place.

On the other hand, the maid was terrified that there might be casualties if this continued, and shewould have to bear the brunt of it when Alexander got home. “Mrs. Griffith,” she prompted.“Shouldn't we stop the fight?”

"Hmm?" It was only then that Elise snapped out of her reverie, but what she said next had nothingto do with the fight. “Could you make oatmeal for me? I'm a little hungry.”

"Of course,” the maid replied out of habit. She was about to walk down the steps when she realizedwith a jolt that there was an emergency situation they had yet to resolve. “Wait, what about thosetwo young ladies?”

“Don’t worry. I won't let anything happen while I'm here,” Elise reassured the maid with a placatinglook.

The maid didn't know what she meant by that, but seeing as Elise was the household's mistress, shedidn’t want to question her. As such, she went to the kitchen and made oatmeal as Elise told her to.After the maid had gone into the kitchen, Elise ran her hand along the banister as she walked downthe stairs and made as if to stop the fight.

"Oh, do stop fighting at once! Stop it!" she said half-heartedly. “How will I explain myself to Mom ifthe both of you broke something? Come on, break it up, please. For my sake.”

She was saying all these as though she meant well, but instead of walking up to the two scornedwomen to pull them apart, Elise sauntered over to the living room couch and sat down insouciantly,then propped her head up in her hands as she watched the show.

“Like hell, Ill stop!” Maya roared. “I won't stop until this skank apologizes first!"