Wanted: Billionaire's Wife And Their Genius Twin Babies novel Chapter 108

As soon as Melissa's words came out, the rest of her group quietened down as their expressions turned dark.

They then looked at each other before they swarmed her, jumping her and grabbing her hair.

"My sisters, hit her!"

"That was not what you said when you persuaded us to do those things! Now that you've exploited all our worthiness, you're abandoning us and showing your true colors!"

At that moment, about seven or eight women grasped at Melissa's hair as if they were going to separate it from her scalp.

Not only did they press Melissa against the floor and kept scratching at her face, but they punched and kicked her as well.

Melissa tried to resist, but as the only person on her team, she could not contend with more than a dozen hands attacking her simultaneously.

"Gaaaaaah! Let go of me! Have all of you gone crazy? Help! Help!"

Even though Melissa repeatedly screamed for help, no one around seemed to be willing to help her.

Wilhemina and the rest immediately returned to their respective work area and sat with myriad thoughts.

Though Anne sat in her seat, impassive, as she watched the drama play out.

These women had already pissed off the president, so she had no responsibility for helping Melissa.

The banker kept his equipment and stared at Melissa and the fighting women mockingly.

Once Anne had escorted the banker out, she asked for security to deal with the situation.

With that, the security guards escorted the flustered, furious fighting femmes out of the office and the company building.

As it happened, the people on the first floor came to watch the shenanigan but seeing Melissa with scratches on her face, it startled everyone.

Rachel, meanwhile, followed Nathan to his office and sat on the sofa. She watched as Nathan sipped his tea quietly.

"President Chapman, is there anything you need me for?"

Nathan set down his cup of tea. "Mm, Rachel. Why didn't you tell me about Melissa's treatment of you in the washroom? Why didn't you voice it out?"

Rachel lowered her gaze calmly. "I didn't know who did it, and there's nothing to talk about really."

Nathan frowned. "No, you should tell me if things like this happen again, do you understand?"

Seeing Nathan's sincerity, Rachel nodded. "I understand, President Chapman."

Rachel lowered her gaze again. "If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave for now."

As Rachel turned toward the door, Nathan called out.

"Wait."

So, Rachel stopped and turned back. "President Chapman, is there anything else?"

Nathan coughed dryly and looked at Rachel. "You have met with Edward yesterday, haven't you?"

"Yep." Rachel nodded.

Nathan clapped his hands together. "Do you... have anything you want to tell me? Let me rephrase, do you blame me?"

"What are you saying, President Chapman, why would I blame you? I'm thankful that you filtered my client base for me."

Rachel nodded politely.

Nathan shook his head with a frown. "I knew you have an opinion about Edward, but I still arranged for your meeting. Aren't you even a little angry at that?"

Rachel shook her head. "I'm not angry, there's no reason to be. I believe you won't hurt me, President Chapman."

'There's still time, Rachel. We'll see who wins in the end!'

Rachel frowned at her wet sketch. All she could do now was begin redrawing the design from scratch.

Halfway through, her phone started to buzz on the table.

Rachel looked at the unknown number on her phone and hung up.

However, the number called again.

Rachel hung up once more, but this time, she was a little annoyed.

It called again, and Rachel hung up again...

This cycle was repeated five or six times before Rachel finally picked up the call out of frustration.

"Hey, what's your problem? I've hung up so many times, it's obvious that I don't want to talk to anyone right now, why do you keep calling?!"

Silence filled the other end of the phone before a cold response was heard. "Rachel, what did you say?!"

"... You truculent twit, you've been cursing me every time you spoke to me."

Rachel crossed her legs and tutted, "Why, I've only been telling the truth. If you were involved in an accident and bit the dust, were you expecting me to handle your body for you?"

"Actually, I can handle your body for you, but you'll have to give me a million pounds for my baseline cooperation."

Edward was on the verge of exploding and so, he immediately hung up.

"You viperous woman, just wait for it."