Before I could say anything, Lola grabbed my hair with a wicked glint in her eyes. Then she cut a large chunk of hair from my head.
When the blade edge scraped across my scalp, a sharp sting surged through me.
I tried to push her with all my might, but she was stronger than I was. With a few snaps, she had cut off most of my hair.
Lola grasped my hair with hatred in her gaze. "Mr. Lenart, weren't you just complimenting Miss Herrea's hair? How come it looks like dried grass? Even Jojo wouldn't like this style."
As she spoke, she casually tossed the hair into the nearby trash can.
Hudson helplessly patted her hand. "Alright, if you don't like it, we'll buy something better tomorrow."
I gasped as I looked at the two of them. With all my strength, I lunged forward, snatched the scissors from Lola's hand and stabbed her in the chest.
Blood instantly stained my hands crimson.
Lola staggered backward, clutching her chest before collapsing into Hudson's arms.
The hall immediately erupted into chaos.
"Murder! How could Miss Herrera kill someone?"
I was out of breath, trying to stop my body from shaking. "Hudson, I have my pride, too. Are you satisfied with this bet?"