The True Heiress is the Reserved Fiancé's Exclusive Memory

Chapter 874 - 900: Willing to Take Responsibility (1)

Mia Ginger was completely stunned.

Her eyes were wide open, listening to the surrounding exclamations and discussions, she felt anger boiling over.

It wasn’t even May yet, and a cup of ice-cold cola was poured over her head, the ice cubes pattered down to the ground, making her face feel like it had gone through a fridge—sticky, cold, and the chill seeped into her heart, making her shiver uncontrollably.

"Windsor Myres," Mia Ginger called out through gritted teeth.

Windsor Myres bit her lip and glared at her, as if only now had she felt slightly relieved.

Mia Ginger raised her hand, picked up her untouched cup of cola, and with a "splash," flung it over as well.

Behind Windsor Myres was a wall, and the ice cubes crashed against it, causing another round of shrieks and shouts from the customers.

"You splashed me back?"

Before Windsor Myres finished speaking, Mia Ginger’s burger flew over as well.

Then, a sundae that hadn’t been touched was also hurled towards Windsor Myres’ face.

Windsor Myres turned sideways to dodge it.

Mia Ginger sneered, "Everyone has parents who raised them. If my face can be splashed, why can’t yours? Windsor Myres, I tell you, people like you deserve to be unloved. Truly pitiful, you are truly pitiful!"

"Ladies?" The store manager hurriedly approached.

Mia Ginger glanced at him, pushed him aside, and walked straight towards the door.

Windsor Myres hurried to chase after her.

The manager raised his hand to stop her but hadn’t even touched her when Windsor Myres furiously shouted, "Get lost!" and pushed him aside.

Outside on the street, Windsor Myres blocked Mia Ginger.

"Get out of the way!" Mia Ginger didn’t even want to spare her a glance.

Windsor Myres raised her hand to push her, speaking coldly, "I won’t get out of the way. Tell me clearly, does this have anything to do with you? Are you getting close with Lillian Tone? Helping her chase after Camden River?"

"Mind your own business!" Mia Ginger was completely enraged, shouting angrily, "Can you stop going crazy? If you don’t mind losing face, I do! Isn’t ruining Camden River enough for you? Have you ever thought about others’ feelings?"

"I’m ruining Camden River?" Windsor Myres sneered, her expression as if she’d heard a tall tale.

Mia Ginger gritted her teeth, "Yes. You’re ruining him. The whole school is laughing at you from behind, watching the drama, and you don’t know? Everything should have a limit, okay? Can’t you stop making a scene like a shrew every time something happens? No one in this world owes you anything. There are plenty of people worse off than you, and yet they’re not twisted like you..."

Before she finished speaking, a slap landed squarely on her face.

Windsor Myres looked at her, gritting her teeth.

Mia Ginger cursed under her breath, swinging her bag directly at Windsor Myres’ face.

Windsor Myres grabbed her wig, and Mia Ginger also grabbed her hair; the two directly started fighting on the street.

People nearby started filming.

Windsor Myres immediately pulled out her phone and threw it at them.

The person filming ran away, and the uncles and aunts from the nearby street shops came out to intervene.

The two completely ignored them.

They used both hands and feet, fighting for several whole minutes.

Windsor Myres gave Mia Ginger a hard shove.

Mia Ginger fell onto the hard pavement, clenching a strand of Windsor Myres’ hair in her hand.

Windsor Myres held her head, looking at her, and only then did she notice several scratches on Mia Ginger’s forehead down to the corner of her eye.

Blood was seeping out.

She hadn’t used much strength, just a scratch with her nails, was this person made of paper?

She wasn’t much better off either.

Mia Ginger looked at her, her gaze sweeping past her mouth corner.