Just then, the elevator dinged, and a figure strode over. “Chlo, stop it, let her go!”

It was Matthew. He rushed over, prying my hands apart.

After he flung me aside, I lunged at Melanie again.

Matthew glared at me, shouting, “What are you trying to do? Chloe... I’m warning you, let go!”

Melanie was now in Matthew’s arms, panting and coughing. Her face, once purple, was returning to its normal color.

After catching her breath, she pointed at me and cried out to Matthew, “Matt, hit her! You saw it. She was trying to kill me. She’s been plotting against me. Make her pay!”

Once more, I charged at her.

I had never felt so out of control in my life, even when Matthew was violent toward me. No one could stop me. Melanie’s face turned pale with fear.

Benjamin, Carol, and Eleanor tried to restrain me, holding onto my trembling body.

Matthew was taken aback. He shouted at everyone, “What are you all trying to do? Ganging up on a defenseless woman? You’re really...”

Before he could