According to my mother, his father had pulled countless strings to arrange this marriage alliance with our family. If he learned that his own son had ruined it, he'd skin Lucas alive. The thought lifted my mood a little. I could not be bothered to waste more time on these idiots, so I turned to leave. But Vivian, knowing that Lucas would back her up, refused to let it go. She blocked my path again. "Don't even try to run, you wench! We're not done here. You stole my gown and hit me!" I looked at her disdainfully. "What exactly do you want?" Mistaking my calm for fear, she raised her hand to slap me. "I'll slap you until I feel satisfied!" I caught her wrist mid-swing and slapped her across the face without hesitation. She stared at me in shock, then yelled, "You wench! How dare you-" I gave her another slap and asked coldly, "Had enough?" Those two slaps wiped the arrogant look off Vivian's face. She burst into tears and cowered behind Lucas. "Luc, do something!" Lucas shielded her protectively and snarled, "Touch my girl again, and I'll end you!" He signaled his bodyguards to grab me. I managed to take down the first bodyguard with a quick strike, but the second one pinned me down. After a barrage of blows, I collapsed to the floor. My body was in tremendous pain. The two bodyguards hauled me up and forced me to my knees before Vivian and Lucas. Lucas backed Vivian up and said, "Vivi, do whatever you want to her. I've got your back." With Lucas's reassurance, Vivian immediately gained confidence. She slapped me twice, then spat in my face. "You wench! Where's all that attitude now, huh? Come on, show me how tough you are!" Then, she kicked me hard in the stomach. Clutching my aching abdomen, I raised my gaze to glare at her and Lucas. "You'll regret this. I swear you'll pay for this! Vivian laughed arrogantly. "The Goodwin family is one of the top three powerful families running this city. What can a broke loser like you even do against me? "Today, I'll teach you what happens when you mess with me!" She pulled out a nail clipper from her bag and slashed it across my face. Searing pain shot through my cheek as the skin swelled, and I felt blood seeping out. Someone sighed in pity. "I told her not to cross the Goodwin family. Guess she had to learn the hard way." "What a shame. Her pretty face is ruined now." "Folks like us can't afford trouble. We'd better swallow our pride when we're out here." Vivian raised the nail clipper again, aiming for another slash at my face. Terror at the thought of disfigurement overwhelmed me, and I quickly begged for mercy.