NovelGoldChapter 203 Vanessa's face was a mask of terror as she struggled frantically, her arms flailing wildly.
"My father is the chairman of The Linwood Group! You can't do this to me!" Her voice was sharp and desperate, echoing through the banquet hall.
The bodyguards remained unmoved, their grip like iron as they forced her down to her knees at Claire's feet.
Vanessa snapped her head up, locking eyes with Claire, whose serene and distant gaze seemed to look right through her.
In that instant, she felt like a lowly ant being crushed underfoot. Memories of her past arrogance and the way she had once bullied Claire mercilessly flashed through her mind.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtBack then, she'd always carried herself with an air of superiority, treating Claire as if she were beneath her, trampling on her dignity without a second thought.
But now, the tables had turned, their roles completely reversed.
Vanessa fought to suppress the overwhelming humiliation crashing over her and tried to appear fragile and pitiable. Her eyes quickly brimmed with tears, which began to spill over, her voice trembling, "Claire, why are you letting Mr. Foster do this to me?" The tears streamed down her pale cheeks, like an exquisite flower battered by a storm, evoking sympathy from anyone who witnessed her plight.
Yet Claire stood there, her eyes cold and amused, unmoved by Vanessa's theatrics.
Seeing no response from Claire, Vanessa turned her tearful gaze to Sean, hoping her act of vulnerability might sway him.
Little did she know, Sean's heart was as unyielding as stone. Her tearful display was nothing more than a ridiculous spectacle to him, failing to stir even the slightest emotion.
He simply said, "Go ahead." As the clippers buzzed to life, Vanessa felt a chilling sensation on her scalp, an icy dread seeping into her core.
Her body shook uncontrollably, and a cry of despair tore from her throat, "No! Please, no!" As the clippers moved, her once-prized long, shiny hair fell in tufts to the cold, hard floor. Vanessa thrashed violently, her limbs flailing in desperation.
The sharp blade accidentally nicked her scalp, blood trickling down her face, leaving a stark red trail on her pale skin.
A scream of agony erupted from Vanessa, reverberating through every corner of the banquet hall, piercing the hearts of those present.
The onlookers, witnessing this brutal scene, turned ashen with fear.
Especially the women who had once tormented Claire, now pale and trembling, as if seeing a vision of their own grim fate.
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Having one's head shaved is a profound humiliation for a woman, but with Vanessa's scalp cut and potentially damaged hair follicles, regrowth seemed unlikely. For someone who valued her beauty above all, this was a catastrophe worse than death.
Yvonne, witnessing the ordeal, collapsed to the ground, her eyes? vacant, as if her soul had fled, leaving an empty shell behind. Brian, seeing Vanessa treated so harshly, was frantic, a powder keg ready to explode.
He rushed toward Vanessa, shouting, "Stop! Stop this at once!" But before he could get close, Liam kicked him hard in the chest.
Brian flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.
In the blink of an eye, two bodyguards pinned him down, el m epsuring he couldn't interfere.
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