I struck Delia across the face again, leaving a bright red handprint on her other cheek.

Delia's eyes burned with fury as she struggled, screaming loud enough to attract the attention of the service staff. When the maids saw the two of us grappling in the hallway—especially with Delia clearly at a disadvantage—they looked alarmed. One immediately ran off to inform Emerald.

Emerald's face darkened when she heard that Sofia and Delia were fighting in the corridor. She got up from her chair and strode toward the door. From a distance, she could already see the two of us locked in a chaotic struggle. Her eyes flashed with anger as...