Is It Ethan?

Hilda damn near blacked out from the pain.

Her hands flew up to her nose, and her mind just went blank.

She never saw it coming, that Ava, who always seemed so sweet and easy to push around, would suddenly snap like that.

Looking down, her fingers were soaked in blood.

The pain and humiliation boiled into rage. With a shriek, she lunged at Ava.

Mary jumped in, grabbing her around the waist.

The bodyguards, hearing the commotion, burst through the door and pulled Hilda off.

Liam came in with his assistant, his face like thunder. He shot Hilda a cold glare, then turned to Ava. Seeing she was okay, his expression eased up a bit.

Hilda, still clutching her bloody nose, whined to Liam, "Look at this! This is the 'good woman' you're so fond of. Acts all sweet and innocent, but she's a total psycho! She threw a cup at me. Almost killed me!"