She didn't want Vivian's filthy hands touching her.
She was disgusted!
Vivian Linton refused to let go, continuing her tearful accusations. "You're horrible! I thought you were my best friend, but you slandered me to the media! You know perfectly well I'm not the other woman. *You're* the one who came between me and Tristan! How could you twist the truth like that? Holly Sinclair, how can you be so vicious?"
Holly Sinclair couldn't take it anymore. She kicked out forcefully.
Her kick didn't land on Vivian Linton, but it was enough to dislodge the hand gripping her pant leg.
"Ah!"
But Vivian Linton let out a pained scream and threw herself backward.
It looked just as if Holly had kicked her to the ground.
"Holly!!"
Tristan Sterling roared.
The next moment, the man's hand closed ruthlessly around Holly Sinclair's wrist.
He glared at her, his eyes glinting with a cold fury.
Pain shot through Holly Sinclair, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
