Ivy, rising from her wheelchair with fire in her eyes, yanked Tilda's hair.

"Tilda, you menace, quit acting like you're in charge! Your mother will be dead soon and Dad will marry my mom. I'll take my rightful place!"

Tilda felt an agonizing tug on her scalp. She attempted to break free, but the middle-aged woman had pinned her arms, leaving her completely immobilized.

But Tilda's legs were free, and she quickly kicked Ivy's injured leg.

Ivy, barely standing, screamed in pain and collapsed.

“Miss Ivy!"

The servant released Tilda and hurried to help Ivy into her wheelchair.

Tilda fixed her hair and clothes, her lips pressed in a firm line.

Ivy's face twisted in agony as she screamed at the woman, saying, “Show her who's boss!"

The woman hesitated once more.

“Twenty thousand dollars if you do it right now!"

Ivy's voice was sharp, dripping with bitterness.

The prospect of twenty thousand dollars lit up the woman's eyes with avarice, and she moved quickly towards Tilda.

Tilda met her gaze firmly. "Go ahead. Remember who you're dealing with."

She stood tall, exuding a natural command.

The woman halted, the fear evident in her eyes.

“Make it fifty thousand to put her in her place!" Ivy, desperate to assert her dominance, raised the stakes.

With the new offer fueling her courage and assured of her physical prowess, the woman reached for Tilda's hair, poised to strike.

"Stop!"

"Tilda!"

The shouts rang out together.

Suddenly, a young body, dove into the fray, attacking the woman with kicks and punches.

The woman grimaced, caught off guard. She tried to retaliate but was quickly overpowered, pushed so forcefully she stumbled back and crashed into Ivy.

The impact on Ivy's leg caused her to scream again.

Regaining her footing, the woman stammered, saying, “My apologies, Miss Ivy. Are you okay?"

Ivy, her face ghostly from the pain, struck the woman, her anger boiling over.

“Do I look okay to you? Why are you so fat?"

The woman struck hard, remained silent, hand on her cheek, unable to respond.

Tilda adjusted her attire, nodded at Lyndon and Sheldon who had intervened on her behalf, and scooped up Sheldon.