At twenty-six years of my life, I had never encountered anyone audacious enough to act so arrogantly in front of me. "Pardon? What did you just ask me to say?" "What, are you deaf?! Say 'I'm a worthless poser, I'm sorry!' Do I need to spell it out for you? " I smirked. "I heard you. Since you're aware that you're a worthless poser, get out of my sight. Don't waste my time!" When Vivian finally realized she was being mocked, she flailed her arms and charged at me. It was laughable to see her trying to attack me. I had a black belt in Taekwondo. Did she really think her flimsy punches would scare me? I sent Vivian crashing to the floor with a single kick. She howled in pain. The onlookers stared at me in horror. "Oh my gosh! Did she just do that to Ms. Morrow?" "Mr. Goodwin is going to tear her to pieces once he hears about this." "Yeah, good luck to her. Not even God can save her." I felt nothing when I heard their whispers. The Goodwin family had only achieved their current status through my mother's support. No one in this city could intimidate me. I slammed my card on the counter again and said to the cashier, "Ring me up!" The cashier, visibly shaken, fumbled as she processed my payment and wrapped up the gown. I turned to leave with the bag in hand. Vivian scrambled to stand up and blocked my path again. "You're not going anywhere!" I raised my fist and waved it in front of her face. "What's the matter? Do you want to taste my fist again?"