Cynthia glared at her, still shocked at her guts,

"Wrench!" She squeals like a kid, attacking Sydney by the hair,

"I'd kill you today, " dragging her hair, Sydney winched in pain, holding onto her roots,

She immediately pushed her off herself,

"You do what to get beaten up, don't you!?" Almost throwing a punch at her but she instead held herself, 

The receding walking steps of a familiar man resonated with her hearing, she turned to see Paxton, looking quiet,

"Paxton, she...?" He held out his palm to silence her, looked at Sydney as she immediately hid her face in embarrassment, then silently walked away

"Paxton!" Cynthia ran after...