Chapter 172: Kowtow and Apologize? Are You Worthy?

Chapter 172: Chapter 172: Kowtow and Apologize? Are You Worthy?

"You—!"

Summer’s face fell. She never would have guessed that after just a few years, Shiloh Sloan had become so sharp-tongued, refusing to give an inch. If Nolan Forrester hadn’t been there to protect her back then, she would have used her family’s connections to prevent Shiloh from graduating and crushed her into the mud, never to recover.

"What about me? You can barely string a sentence together, yet you’re here trying to make a scene. Aren’t you embarrassed?" Shiloh shot her a sidelong glance, the corner of her lip twitching into a faint sneer, her eyes dripping with disdain.

"Shiloh Sloan, don’t think you have someone to back you up just because Nolan Forrester is back!" Summer crossed her arms, her chin held high with condescending arrogance. "There’s no way he’s going to marry you, so you’d better drop any ideas you have of latching onto a powerful man!"

"I’d advise you to know your place and stay far away from Nolan Forrester. Otherwise, right here in Northolme, you could disappear without a trace, and no one would ever know what happened to you!"

Her words were laced with blatant threats.

Shiloh sneered inwardly. ’This Summer really hasn’t grown up at all. She’s exactly the same as she was back in school—arrogant and foolish, thinking her family’s power makes her better than everyone else.’

When Summer saw her silence, she assumed Shiloh was afraid, and the contempt in her eyes intensified.

"What? Did I strike a nerve? Are you scared? Let me tell you, the Summers Family and the Forrester Family will soon be officially united through marriage. If you dare ruin this for us, the entire Forrester Family will make you pay!"

Shiloh sneered. "The same old lines, over and over. Aren’t you tired of saying them? My ears are certainly tired of hearing them. Besides the privileged family you were born into, what else do you have to offer? No wonder you’ve spent so many years trailing after Nolan Forrester without earning an ounce of his affection. If I were a man, I wouldn’t look twice at you."

Her words hit Summer right where it hurt. She trembled with rage, her face flushing crimson.

"Shiloh Sloan, what right do you have to be so smug! Nolan has just been momentarily bewitched by a slut like you. Once he comes to his senses, he’ll realize that I, Summer, am the only one worthy of him. We’re a match made in heaven!"

"If you’re done spouting nonsense, then get lost and get out of my way." Shiloh couldn’t be bothered to argue with her any longer. She threw the words out casually, adjusted the hem of her exquisite gown, and turned to leave.

Seeing Shiloh’s slender figure and the seductive allure of her perfect makeup, a fierce wave of jealousy surged in Summer’s eyes. She clenched her fists. ’That slut! She’s all dressed up like this to go seduce Nolan!’

She would not let Shiloh get what she wanted!

She lunged forward, grabbed the hem of Shiloh’s gown, and yanked with all her might!

RIIIIP—

The piercing sound of tearing fabric cut through the air. A huge gash was ripped along the side of Shiloh’s couture gown. The delicate fabric fell away, nearly exposing her, and the air seemed to freeze for a moment.

In a flash, Shiloh reacted, instinctively grabbing the torn fabric to cover herself. The calm in her eyes was instantly replaced by fury. She whirled around, and before Summer could even react, she drove a vicious kick straight into her stomach!

The kick was fast and vicious. Summer had no time to dodge. A sharp pain shot through her abdomen, and she staggered backward uncontrollably before collapsing in a heap on the floor. Her face went white with pain, and she couldn’t get up. Her eyes instantly welled with tears as she glared at Shiloh, a look of indignant fury on her face.

’I’ve been learning quite a bit of self-defense from Quentin Stone and Magnus lately,’ Shiloh thought. She hadn’t held back on that kick, and the results were even better than she’d expected.

"Shiloh Sloan, you actually dared to hit me!" Summer clutched her stomach, her face a mask of disbelief. She had been pampered her whole life, put on a pedestal by everyone. When had she ever been humiliated like this?

"Correction. I didn’t lay a hand on you. I laid a foot on you," Shiloh replied coolly.

Summer was livid. She began to spew venom. "Shiloh Sloan, you’re just like your mother! Both of you are sluts who only know how to seduce men! You’re a whore who’d even hit on her own stepfather! You’re not worthy of Nolan..."

Shiloh’s gaze turned frigid. She strode forward and delivered two sharp slaps, one with her left hand and one with her right. The crisp sounds echoed through the room.

"Summer! Are you in there?"

The door to the room was pushed open. When Lindsay Sawyer saw Summer on the floor, her cheeks red and swollen, her face darkened.

"This is outrageous! How dare you strike someone in broad daylight! Do you have any idea who she is?"

Shiloh flexed her wrist. "I hit her because she has a filthy mouth and was asking for it."

Lindsay Sawyer froze for a second before rushing to pull Summer to her feet. "Summer, what happened? You know her?"

"Lindsay, this is the slut who seduced Nolan! If it weren’t for her, Nolan wouldn’t have rejected the marriage alliance with our family!" Summer tattled, grimacing in pain. She never imagined Shiloh would be so strong, much less that she’d dare to hit her.

"So it’s you." Lindsay’s gaze turned icy as she scanned Shiloh from head to toe. "You’re nothing special."

Shiloh grabbed a nearby blanket and draped it over her shoulders. "What I’m like is none of your business. Summer barged into my dressing room without reason and tore my couture gown. She will compensate me for its full price!"

Lindsay scoffed, her face a mask of contempt. "It’s just a torn dress. Is it really worth making such a fuss? Just what I’d expect from someone with a poor background—utterly classless. I can pay for the dress, but since you laid a hand on her, you must get on your knees and apologize to Summer!"

Summer clutched her cheek, glaring at Shiloh with pure venom. "Kneel and apologize! And you have to swear you’ll never show your face in front of Nolan again. Otherwise, I’ll never forgive you!"

Shiloh looked as if she’d just heard the funniest joke in the world, a cold, mocking smile gracing her lips.

"Kneel and apologize? To you?"

Lindsay flew into a rage, pointing a finger at Shiloh. "You ungrateful bitch, you’re really pushing your luck, aren’t you? I’ll show you what happens when you offend the Summers Family!"

With that, she pulled out her phone and made a call.

A moment later, two bodyguards entered.

"Pin this shameless bitch down and make her kneel and apologize to Summer!"

’Her husband, Hank Summers, was always cheating, and this was exactly how she dealt with those shameless trollops he messed around with. She’d put every single one of them in their place until they were utterly submissive. She had plenty of ways to deal with a seductress like this one.’

The two bodyguards stepped forward, reaching for Shiloh’s arms to force her to her knees.

A cold glint flashed in Shiloh’s eyes. She darted backward, nimbly evading their grasp. In one fluid motion, she slammed an elbow into one man’s chest and drove a sharp kick into the back of the other’s knee. With two muffled grunts, both bodyguards, caught completely off guard, were knocked to the floor.

Lindsay and Summer scrambled backward, staring at Shiloh in utter disbelief.

"Y-You know how to fight!"

’No wonder those slaps hurt so much.’

Shiloh had no desire to waste any more words on them. She tossed the dress’s price tag at them. "Pay up!"