Marlie brushed off the fears a few seconds later.

"No, I'm not afraid of him. He can go to hell with his petty threats, I don't give a damn and won't let it affect me. What a joke!"

After gaining her composure again, Marlie tried recalling the fruit of her actions earlier.

She now cared little about Chad's actions and the damn effect he had on her a moment ago. Now, her attention was on how the mistress reacted; she had a reason to celebrate her victory over Angelina.

Grabbing her phone, ...