Chapter 558: Lack of Skills

Cheyenne's eyes narrowed as she quickly grabbed Malaya's wrist and forcefully pushed her in the opposite direction. Caught off guard, the woman stumbled and fell to the ground, staring in disbelief at the cold and proud young girl standing before her. "Are you looking for trouble?" Cheyenne crossed her arms, her pretty face frozen with frostiness as she looked down at the woman sitting on the ground. Malaya, unable to land a successful blow, gathered her strength for a second attack. Rising from the ground, she raised her bag and swung it towards Cheyenne. "It's all because of you, you jinx! If it weren't for you, Nora wouldn't have miscarried. Rot in hell, Cheyenne!" She roared and charged forward, her momentum like a raging flood. Meanwhile, Cheyenne's mind went blank. What! Nora had a miscarriage? How could that...? Could it be that Leah made a mistake during the operation? In the moment of her daze, a glimmer of murderous intent flashed in Malaya's eyes, and her bloodsho