---- dollars per semester. It's foolish to pretend like you could afford things when you're struggling to make ends meet." I refused to engage further with people who were hard to talk to. Rising from my seat, I wanted to take Emma from the bedroom, but Preston grabbed my hand with a vicious look in his eyes. He shamelessly threatened me, "I cannot marry you, but I can afford to pay for you and Emma, as long as you listen to me." "Darling-" Tara stomped and pouted in protest, but she dared not lash out at Preston. Instead, she silently cursed at me while shooting daggers. I knew how to read lips. She clearly said to me, " Bitch, I'm gonna kill you." I did not have the time to react when she slapped me on my face. "I knew you were here to take my husband from me, you bitch!" ---- Preston did not stop Tara from attacking me because he wanted to teach mea lesson after how I openly went against him. My body, already bruised and injured, was thrown onto the floor again. This time, I retaliated by grabbing what was within reach and flung them at Tara. Stools, vases, and decorative pieces sailed through the air, hitting Tara. Preston, who stood beside her, became collateral damage. "That's enough!" Preston bellowed as he dodged the flying items. Smirking, I flipped the table over. He looked at me in utter disappointment. "Jeanine Colby, you've turned into a vulgar woman. You're so different from Jeanine from high school. She was a goddess, out of this world." I glared at him. ''The same goes for you. You're ---- more appalling now." With that, I made my way to the bedroom to get Emma. Halfway, an idea struck me. I turned around and announced to Preston, "You do not deserve to work with me. Harlan Group will call off the partnership with your hospital."