Female Novel
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Beside them, Olive finally had enough and snapped at Vicky, "Why are you meddling? Mr. Sorano is
just taking his employee. Why would you want to catch this heat? Are you going to drag us into a fight
against the Soranos?!"
Ivana and the rest could only stay in their seats awkwardly.
Olive was right that they would never dare challenge the Soranos, which was why they never said
anything from the start.
Hubert chuckled in turn as he turned to Olive. "Oh, at least this pretty face knows her place. What's
your name?"
"I'm Olive Perkins," she replied excitedly.
"Haha! Good, you've got style." Hubert chuckled, rubbing his chin. "Would you sign up with Sorano
Media? Rest assured, you'll be our next big thing!"
Olive was delighted. "Thank you, Mr. Sorano!"
"Here's my card. I'm staying in Room 1008—come over later so I can give you an audition." Hubert
handed her his card.
While Olive took it excitedly and thanked Hubert profusely, the adults around the table only knew all too
well what was about to happen.
Even Ivana was rolling her eyes, despite not daring to say a word.
"Know your place and buzz off, Vicky!" Olive snapped even as she wheeled on Vicky, her tonenovelbin
suddenly growing in confidence.
After all, a bright future was suddenly handed to her gift-wrapped. Her sense of inferiority toward Vicky
was now gone, and she was actually now telling Vicky what to do!
"What a slut." Vicky shook her head, not bothered with Olive's attitude.
Then, looking straight at Hubert icily, she told him, "I've spoken. You are not taking Kiki away unless
you tell your dogs to hurt me too."
"Vicky..." Kiki was at once emotional.
"What, you think I wouldn't dare?" Hubert snorted, glancing at his men and snapping his fingers. "Go.
I'll take responsibility for anything that happens."
"Apologies, Ms. Turnbull." The burly bodyguards started toward Vicky again.
However, before anyone could touch Vicky, a figure shot towards them from the sight, sending one of
the bodyguards flying with a kick and crashing into a table.
Hubert was stunned before snapping furiously and glaring at the man before Vicky murderously,
"What?! Who are you?!"
It was none other than Corey. "Please calm down, Mr. Sorano. Violence solves nothing."
"Corey...?" Even Vicky was surprised that Corey would put himself in harm's way, which was unusual
considering his personality.
In fact, Corey was angry—not at Hubert, but at Frank.
Frank, who was supposed to be Vicky's bodyguard, showed no intention to intervene even though he
could see Hubert's bodyguards advancing on her.
Instead, he remained in his seat and kept eating!