Cynthia didn't stay in the office but went home.
Upon returning home, she angrily burst into Vivian's room and started smashing things.
The servants didn't dare to intervene, and books, mirrors, and miscellaneous items were all swept to the floor.
She opened the wardrobe, full of designer clothes, grabbed a pair of scissors, and cut them randomly.
"Vivian, you freak, you monster! You dared to steal my role and almost got me blacklisted, I'll make sure you don't get away!"
Vivian happened to return at that moment and could already hear Cynthia furiously cursing her in a breakdown.
Carrying her cat, she leisurely and gracefully went upstairs, looking indifferent and lazy about worldly matters.
"Oh, what's going on here?"
Her soft voice suddenly sounded at the doorway.
Cynthia paused in cutting the dress, looking panicked at Vivian.
