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    Haley’s eyes burned. “You didn’t say that when she pped me! Don’t waste my time. Get them now!”


    Rita’s voice rose, panicked. “There arews, you know! What you’re doing is illegal! Stop this now or I’ll scream… Help, someone!”


    “Shut up, you hag!” Haley snapped, then barked at the men, “Get them!”


    The bodyguards moved in. One of them…


    Snatching the gift bag from Rita’s hand, the bodyguard tore it open. Its contents scattered across the pavement. Among them, a delicate brooch—a gift from Ste—hit the concrete floor and snapped in two.


    Rita froze, staring at the pieces. Her voice came low and slow. “You broke my thing?”


    As Rita finished speaking, a breeze swept past, and Haley—dressed in a skimpy skirt—suddenly felt a chill down her spine.


    But she shook it off. Just her imagination. “Go on. Grab her,” she ordered coldly.


    The two bodyguards stepped forward.


    What happened next… stunned everyone. The seemingly mild, well-mannered Rita moved like a shadow. In one swift motion, she kicked the man closest to her straight to the ground.


    Then, grabbing the second one’s arm, she spun and executed a perfect shoulder throw.


    In under a minute, both towering men were down—t on their backs, groaning in pain and clutching their sides.


    The air went still.


    Ste stood frozen. “Rita?”


    Rita, now sprawled dramatically on the floor, let out a theatrical wail. “Oh—my elbow! My knees! Ms. Russell, call the police! I’ve been assaulted! Someone help, I’m being attacked!”


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    Still in shock, Ste did as instructed and dialed 911.


    She stared at Rita sprawled on the floor. Her brain hadn’t quite caught up with what just happened. Where did William find this woman?


    As if Haley and her bodyguards weren’t already confused enough, they looked downright panicked when the sirens wailed in the distance. How the hell did she beat them? They were professionals!


    The cops arrived, greeted by the scene of Rita moaning on the floor and the two bodyguards barely upright. “What’s going on here?” an officer demanded.


    Ste didn’t say much. She let the chaos speak for itself.


    Haley, flustered and panicking, rushed forward. “Officer! This has nothing to do with us. She just threw herself on the floor!”


    The officer stared at her nkly. “You think I’m an idiot?”


    “I swear! She attacked my people! We didn’t touch her!” Haley cried, on the verge of tears, still finding it hard to understand what just happened.


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