Chapter 57 Patricia's Dangerous Encounter in Detention

The smile on Patricia's lips deepened as she calmly looked at them, showing no sign of panic. "To bring a knife in, Debbie must have paid a hefty sum, right?"

Unexpectedly, her calmness infuriated the tattooed woman.

"Damn it, you're looking down on us! Watch as I scratch up your face!" she shouted, intending to swipe the fruit knife across Patricia's face.

But right when the blade was about to touch Patricia's cheek, their movements suddenly halted.

"What's wrong with you...?" the scar-faced woman wondered, but before she could finish her sentence, she too froze.

Both women stiffened, their spines straightened, their faces filled with disbelief.

Patricia wickedly lifted the corner of her mouth and smirked, "You thought you were the only ones prepared, didn't you?"

"Come on? I knew Debbie wouldn't let me off easily, so I was prepared. If you have the guts, make a move and see who's faster, you or me."

The two fat women looked down at the fruit knives pressed against their lower abdome