The elderly woman wasn’t surprised at all by Michelle’s actions, instead, she pulled out her phone and wired the money into Michelle’s ount.
"I don’t want to ever see you step your foot around here," Mrs Wace warned with a stern voice before walking back inside the mansion.
Michelle clicked her tongue in disappointment when she saw the bank alert that appeared on her phone.
"Now that I think about it, 80 million dors isn’t so much money. I’m still an A-list celebrity, and I have to live up to other celebrities’ standards. If I’m not careful, this money won’tst me for three months...." She mumbled to herself as she headed towards her car.
Luckily for her, she bought her car with her own money, and not with Robert’s money, else it would have been under the Harrison property also.
Michelle drove out of the Wace mansion and stopped in the middle of the street, got out of her car, and upied an empty seat near a park.
"The money is not enough," she continued to mumble to herself.
While Michelle was stuck in her thoughts on how she was going to get more money, she didn’t notice the re and curses she was receiving from the passersby.
"Isn’t that the infamous Michelle Wace? The one whose video has been circting the inte for the past year for evil deeds?"
"That’s her alright. She looks so innocent but only the heavens know how evil she is!" The person replied a little louder so that Michelle would hear her. "Shouldn’t she be in jail? What’s she doing out here?"
"To think that she and her family wanted to kill Anastasia, her very own sister. She’s such a white lotus!"
"I wish she would go kill herself, that’s what she’s supposed to do anyway!"
"If you two want to talk about me, then talk about me in my face," Michelle snapped.
The passersby scowled at her.
"Well, then I wille to your face," one of the passersby marched and stood in front of Michelle, wearing an ugly look. "You are an evil woman and you deserve to die!"
Others agreed as they stood in front of Michelle, already hanging up on her.
She stared at them warily, backing away a little as she tried to feign braveness.
"W-what are you people doing? I’m a celebrity you know? If you daree closer to me, I’ll report you to the police..." She tried to threaten them.
Unfortunately for her, the people she tried to threaten didn’t blink in fear. They only halted garf at her which made her gulp down her saliva in fear as they closed in on her.
"You people better stop else..."
Without giving her the chance to continue her threat, one of the passersby intervened.
"Let’s beat her up. Someone like her shouldn’t get a chance to use that kind of pretty face and fool people."
Together, the few passersby ganged up on Michelle, hitting her left and right without giving her a chance to breathe.
They tore her clothes, nearly making herpletely naked—but that didn’t stop them from thrashing her.
Michelle called for help, but the passersby closed her mouth to shut her up as they continued to give her the beating of her life.
Michelle bit the hand that prevented her from screaming. She continued to scream at the top of her lungs until some people ran to help her out of the situation, even though they didn’t want to. But no one should take matters into their own hands.
"I’m going to report you people to the police for what you’ve done!" Michelle said when she was separated from the crazy passersby who tried to take her life a moment ago.
"Go ahead, and we will see who the cops will side with in this matter! Remember, your family were the ones that killed Anastasia and Robert Harrison is a wanted person at the moment. Who knows, you might be the one to go with the police instead of us. Your family is a bunch of criminals!"
Michelle red at the passersby that just spoke, her fist clenched by her side in anger.
"What did you say?! What did you just call my family?!" Michelle questioned.
"Your family is crazy!!"
"I will show you crazy..."
Without minding her status, or the consequences of her actions, Michelle fell into a fierce brawl with the passersby.