Chapter 369 

Because Yolanda burst in like a whirlwind and made a scene, Mr. Grover left the room in a huff. 

Kevin and Elara hurried after him. In the private room, Evelina, overcome with rage, screamed, “Ouch! 

Lizetta!” 

She flipped the table, sending plates and glasses crashing to the floor. It wasn’t long before the commotion drew the attention of other patrons. 

Fueled by collective irritation, Evelina and her parents were promptly escorted out by the restaurant’s security team. 

It was a scene of utter embarrassment. 

The Hawthornes causing such a scandal surely tanked their chances at securing future investments. 

Back home, Kevin was livid. He gave Evelina a piece of his mind, blaming her for escalating the situation by throwing the soup. 

He stormed out, leaving Evelina burning with resentment. It was all Lizetta’s fault, after all! 

She had only meant to stand up for her father, but now she was the one being blamed. She vowed not to let Lizetta get away with it. 

Evelina was determined to make Lizetta suffer just as she had. She picked up her phone, her voice sinister. 

“You need to do exactly as I say. If you succeed, you’ll be rewarded handsomely. But if you refuse, I’ll spill your secrets to your boss. Betrayal is betrayal, no matter how often it happens.” 

The next day. 

Lizetta was up early, ready to head to her dance troupe. 

After a quick breakfast with Yolanda, they set off together. Just as they reached the lobby, Wilma approached them with two burly bodyguards. 

“Mrs. Lizetta Dashiell, Mrs. Hanna Dashiell sent me to bring you this soup. You mustn’t refuse it today; she insisted I watch you finish it.” 

Lizetta’s face was stone cold. She couldn’t believe that she even shattered the bowl yesterday, and Hanna was still persisting. 

Despite moving out of the Dashiell family villa, Hanna was still able to corner her here. How relentless. 

“I already made myself clear. If anyone dares bring that soup near me again, I’ll dump it on them! Wilma, fancy a soup shower this morning?” 

Lizetta glared at Wilma, who seemed unphased and signaled the bodyguards behind her. 

“Mrs. Lizetta Dashiell won’t cooperate; you’ll have to assist her.” 

The two bodyguards moved in, ready to fasten Lizetta’s shoulders and force her to take the soup. 

“What the heck! Seriously? Pretend I’m not here, huh? I’ll teach you a lesson today and let you know treating a pregnant lady should be the same as treating your own mother!” 

Yolanda, amused in exasperation, rolled up her sleeves, dismissively flicking her chin at the bodyguards. 

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Lizetta instinctively stepped back, concern in her voice, “Be careful, okay?” 

“Me? Scared of them? They’re all bark and no bite, only good at bullying women!” 

“I meant, go easy on them. We don’t want to knock any teeth out; it’d be a hassle.” 

Upon seeing their disregard, the bodyguards exchanged their gazes and then charged, igniting a fierce skirmish. 

Thuds and yells echoed through the lobby. Five minutes later, the bodyguards lay on the ground, battered and beaten, unable to stand. 

Yolanda marched over to Wilma, who was pale as a ghost and retreating with the thermos. Snatching the thermos, Yolanda raised her foot to kick, but Wilma, anticipating the blow, stumbled backward and fell into a flower bed. 

“Liz, your turn,” Yolanda turned, offering the thermos to Lizetta.