Chapter 209

Peggy was still envious of Calla for winning over Mercer. After all, Peggy had used every trick in the book to charm Mercer, but he never spared her a glance.

"I bet you don't even have a chance to fly," Calla sneered.

"What did you just say?" Peggy exploded in anger.

"I don't repeat myself." Calla glared at her.

Seething, Peggy stepped forward and raised her hand to slap Calla again. At that moment, a figure swiftly approached and seized Peggy's wrist.

Calla didn't feel the pain on her face. When she looked up, she saw Pierre standing in front of her. With a push of his hand, Peggy sprawled onto the ground.

"Ouch!" Peggy yelped, landing hard and grimacing in pain.

"Are you alright?" Pierre asked Calla. His voice filled with concern as he noticed the blood at the corner of her mouth.

"I'm fine." Calla shook her head, looking down to see that her collar had been torn by Peggy.

"Who are you? Are you even a man? How dare you hit a woman!" Peggy had already gotten to her fe