"You hit me?!" She clutched her cheek, her voice climbing to a shriek. "Beat this bitch down! Now!"
"Whoever does the best job, I'll have my mom give them a million dollars."
The room shifted. Eyes went bright with greed. Fists and feet came from every direction.
"You actually hit Cora? Her mom is the richest woman in this city. Who the hell do you think you are?"
"Exactly. You're a charity case who doesn't even have her own home. You think you can afford a necklace like that? Obviously you scammed it out of Cora's mom. She smashed her own property. Why are you so worked up?"
"Shameless tramp. You steal someone else's mother and then you have the nerve to hit the real daughter? You've got a death wish."
"And don't you dare bring up your own mother. Your parents raised a shameless parasite like you. They deserved to die young."
I was on the ground. Pinned. Shaking with a rage so intense my teeth ached from clenching.
"You'll regret this," I said. "Every single one of you."
The room erupted in laughter, as if I'd told the funniest joke they'd ever heard.
"Oh, that's precious. Cora's mother is the wealthiest woman in the city, and you're threatening us? What are you going to do about it?"