The Soft-Hearted Wife of Mr. Big Shot-Chapter 240: She Is Fiercely Protective

"Holly, this isn’t school; this is society, and the one causing trouble is Cecilia Bennett."

The woman next to Vincent Hughes, Jane Coleman, looked at Holly Sawyer, jealousy flickering in her eyes, as she spoke calmly. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Back at school, Holly didn’t start trouble due to her good grades, and the teachers always protected her.

But now it’s different. Now we’re in society, not just a small space like school.

The rules of society are much more numerous than those in school.

Holly’s response was indifferent: "Oh."

Society?

So what?

When she was doing well in society, Jane didn’t even know where she was.

"This, is this something you all did?"

Holly pulled Cecilia Bennett over, pointing to the scratches on her face as she questioned the people in front of her.

Using a questioning tone, though her intonation was assertive.

The group looked at each other but remained silent.

Getting bruised in a fight is quite normal, and Cecilia Bennett only had minor injuries, while their faces bore more noticeable scars.

"We’re all classmates; let’s just move past this. In high school, we didn’t know better; now we’re adults and should act like it."

Vincent Hughes suddenly spoke up, his voice as gentle as his name, calm and gentle.

"Act like adults?"

Holly turned her head, coolly looking at Vincent Hughes.

Sorry, but that term isn’t in her vocabulary.

Holly smashed the beer bottle in her hand on the ground fiercely.

The person she wanted to protect, even if they get a small injury, she would take issue with it.

The beer bottle shattered, the liquid spilling everywhere, and those who were watching silently averted their gaze.

Not wanting to get involved in such disputes.

"I just want to ask one question, who caused the injuries on Cecilia’s face?"

Holly asked coldly, exuding a chilling aura.

Holly has always been domineering, wreaking havoc in school where no one dared to touch her.

Everyone remained silent, quietly looking at the not-so-obvious scar on Cecilia Bennett’s face. Several men shook their heads, all indicating they didn’t know.

"I did it."

Jane Coleman admitted, taking the opportunity during the heated fight, she scratched Cecilia Bennett with her nails.

Cecilia Bennett and Holly are both very attractive, with different styles. Even during student days, Jane felt envious, and now she’s even more so.

Holly nodded: "Alright."

She crouched down, picked up a piece of glass from the ground, and reached out to scratch Jane Coleman’s face.

Jane, caught off guard, couldn’t avoid it in time, feeling a stinging pain on her cheek, followed by bright red blood gushing from the wound.

Jane’s face instantly turned pale.

"Ah, my face."

Jane’s eyes widened, covering the wound with her hand, filled with disbelief and despair.

Her face.

The men around didn’t react immediately, and when they did, they stood up in shock, looking at Holly.

No one could imagine Holly would do something like this.

"Quick, Fathead, take Jane to the hospital."

Vincent Hughes reacted the fastest, speaking to Fathead.

Girls all cherish their faces, and Jane was no exception.

"Oh, got it..."

Fathead, slow to react, once he did, immediately got a cab to take Jane to the hospital, urging the driver to hurry up.

With Jane and Fathead gone, the scene fell silent for a moment.

"There’s nothing that can’t be resolved with a good discussion, why resort to violence, to the most extreme methods?"

Vincent Hughes took a deep breath, looking at Holly as he spoke.

Holly’s demeanor hadn’t changed much, but it seemed like her aura was different, appearing quite good and well-behaved.

She didn’t have the brashness she once exuded, lacking that "boss" vibe, more like the cute and sweet girl-next-door.

Holly smirked: "I don’t like reasoning things out."

In this world, not everything can be solved by logic; sometimes even logic can’t resolve issues.

"Holly, that was a bit... cruel."

Cecilia Bennett tugged at Holly’s clothes, speaking slowly.

Seeing the blood continuously flowing from Jane’s face was quite disturbing.

Damn.

Perhaps it’s because they’re both women that she still felt quite sympathetic.

The face is one’s image.

"Don’t you feel relieved?"

Holly turned her head to ask.

"Relieved."

Cecilia Bennett nodded. Although it seemed cruel, it truly felt relieving.

She’s not some kind of saint.

"You’re more than before..."

"The past is the past, now is now, and I am still me."

Vincent Hughes was about to say something, quickly interrupted by Holly.

No need to bring up past issues, she doesn’t care to hear about it.

"Dealt with her, now it’s you guys’ turn."

Holly raised an eyebrow, not intending to let any of them off, her hand rested on the table, bending slightly, supporting her body.

On the verge of anger.

If someone touched Cecilia Bennett, she wouldn’t let anyone go.

"Don’t fight."

A large hand covered Holly’s, Leo Grant’s gentle voice sounded above her head.

Holly blinked lightly.

"You two, go."

Leo Grant turned to Nathaniel Shaw and Noah Raines, instructing them to come forward and settle the matter.

Nathaniel Shaw and Noah Raines, caught up: "..."

Alright, for a brother, they’d take the fall.

In a flash, they knocked the rest down, including Vincent Hughes.

The others had some fight in them, but they were far inferior to Noah Raines and Nathaniel Shaw, after all, these two were professionally trained.

There’s a real difference between professionals and amateurs.

Already injured, the group was now more severely hurt, Vincent Hughes sustaining quite heavy injuries.

"Fighting hurts your hands."

Leo Grant held Holly’s hand in his, speaking slowly, his voice indulgent and gentle.

Fighting hurts your hands; something like this shouldn’t be handled by a young girl. Definitely not.

The young girl is to watch, not to get her hands dirty.

"Oh."

Holly nodded lightly, her expression making her appear especially well-behaved.

Well, indeed, fighting does hurt the hands.

So it’s better to spectate, watching seemed pretty good too, no need for her own hands.

Cecilia Bennett stood aside, arms crossed, looking as if she was eating ’dog food’, feeling quite stifled inside.

Sigh, truly, even in a place like this, she’s forced to ’eat dog food’, utterly speechless.

She was literally struck speechless.

Vincent Hughes climbed up from the ground, looking at Leo Grant and Holly’s interlocked hands in shock, his jaw nearly dropped.

Standing next to Leo Grant, Holly appeared particularly petite, especially well-behaved, devoid of her earlier arrogance, not a trace of the big-sister aura remaining.

Holly has a boyfriend?

Holly actually has a boyfriend!

That was Vincent Hughes’s first thought.