Chapter 100 The Vice President Of La Belle

• Smiling, Estelle aimed at Noelle’s most severe wound and plunged her fist toward it with all her might.
• However, she had underestimated Noelle’s strengths. Before she could even reach Noelle’s wound, the latter had grabbed her wrist and yanked her aside.
• Like a willow swaying in the wind, Estelle was manhandled by Noelle, who effortlessly seized her neck and slowly tightened her grip on it.