"Well, I believe Mitchel acted appropriately!"

Confused, Alexis pressed, "What was that?"

In a flash of rage, Luciana wielded the handbag in her hand.

Bang! She pummeled it against Alexis' forehead.

"I'll smash you old bastard to death! My son is hurt, and here you are aggravating him while he's bleeding!"

Alexis, unprepared for the onslaught, was dazed, his vision clouded by blood.

He reached out to strike Luciana but, blinded, only managed to trip over his own feet.

Bang! Alexis toppled to the floor, his forehead swelling up, a ridiculous and pitiful sight.

Luciana looked down at him with disdain.

"Serves you right!"

Throughout his life, Alexis had been adored by many women, all tender and gentle with him.

Never had he endured such treatment, especially not from a woman. It was the ultimate disgrace!

Regaining his footing, he lunged at Luciana with a sneer.

"You bitch!

I'll make you pay!"

But with his vision still impaired, Luciana slipped away with ease.

Thump! A dull thump echoed as he missed again.

Alexis stumbled once more, which left yet another lump on his forehead.

Luciana, catching sight of his ludicrous expression, couldn't help but feel amused.

She had always shown restraint toward Alexis for Mitchel's sake, not wishing to cause any trouble.