The Trending Topic Herself: The Villainess is the Superstar!-Chapter 193: Maya Monroe Beats Up a Hater

The bodyguards held their breath, watching the astonishing scene in front of them. No one knew when Maya Monroe appeared, but everyone saw her recent act of heroism.

The man in the black hat was urgently running forward, suddenly kicked down by the pursuing Maya Monroe.

Her speed was simply too fast...

Maya Monroe folded her arms and walked over slowly, meeting the resentful eyes of the man in the black hat with her indifferent gaze.

"Do you hate me that much?"

Her voice carried a bit of laughter, but the laughter was chilling no matter how you heard it.

The man in the black hat clenched his teeth, his face tense, with a mix of astonishment and murderous intent in his eyes.

"I didn’t expect you to have such a strong life. What a pity. It would have been great if that bottle of sulfuric acid had been poured on you. Even if it didn’t hit your face, it could at least hit your body. I didn’t expect you to not suffer at all!"

"How can an artist like you become popular? I hate the way you put on airs on stage! Always acting like you’re the best in the world, who do you think would respect you?! Flies like you should stay in the sewer, that’s where you belong!!"

"I’ve put up with you for too long. Every day when I see your face on the big screen, I want to smash the TV! With so many fans surrounding you just now, how can someone as disgusting as you have fans?! Huh..."

Maya Monroe also let out a cold laugh: "That crappy gift was from you, right?"

"Yes!" The man in the black hat’s eyes showed a sense of satisfaction: "I put a lot of thought into that gift, thinking it would have scared you plenty!"

"I was wondering who it was. Only you could pull off such a childish trick!"

"Childish? Childish?!!"

The man in the black hat frowned tightly, suddenly as if provoked, he clutched his hands tightly.

"Maya Monroe, people like you shouldn’t exist in this world!!"

He swiftly took out a bottle of liquid and splashed it towards Maya Monroe.

This time, the distance was so close, hitting Maya Monroe would be effortless. She brought this upon herself...

He just didn’t expect Maya Monroe to dodge it so easily, her speed was astonishing.

How is that possible?

The man in the black hat looked incredulous.

When did Maya Monroe become so formidable? As someone trained, he knew that reflexes like hers couldn’t be attained in just a few years.

But... how is this possible?

Before he could think more, he felt a strong force on his back, causing him to uncontrollably fall forward, his whole face harshly hitting the stone slab, the pain at that moment was indescribable.

Then both his wrists experienced excruciating pain, causing him to cry out, blood trickling from his nostrils, all smeared on his face beneath the mask.

His expression twisted, painfully retching twice.

Maya Monroe withdrew her gaze from the puddle of sulfuric acid on the stone slab, looking at the man in the black hat writhing like a dead fish on the ground, she let out a cold laugh: "Playing the same trick twice is meaningless."

"Do you know?"

She mercilessly stepped on his back, listening to his wails of pain beneath her foot.

"What I hate most are people like you who use underhanded tactics."

"No exception."

After saying this, Maya Monroe kicked him hard again, and the man beneath her spoke intermittently, his mask torn off in the struggle just now, revealing a plain but vicious face.

"You... this is... assault, I’ll sue you..."

Maya Monroe’s gaze shifted, spotting the media with cameras not far away.

They had been there for a while. To them, this was no small scoop.

She smiled lightly at the camera and indifferently retracted her gaze, dragging out her tone: "Assault? This is legitimate self-defense."

The bodyguards quickly came over, subdued the man in the black hat, and tied him up tightly.

Maya Monroe had already calmly looked away, nodding slightly towards the corner: "He couldn’t have carried out this whole plan alone, he must have given himself a way out."

"Check towards the corner, maybe you’ll find something."

At this time, the man in the black hat’s gaze changed, transforming from initial loathing to—fear.

Some bodyguards cleared the scene, while others were using communication devices to contact their supervisor.

Maya Monroe stretched lazily, already too disinterested to look at the man in the black hat anymore. Normally she didn’t want to make a move, but she would never let a threat to her life pass.

Allowing this once could leave numerous hidden dangers.

"Hurry! Hurry! It’s over here!!"

Ryan Spencer gasped as he led a group over, still wearing dress shoes, feeling like his feet were about to blister from the walk.

Ryan Spencer’s forehead was covered in sweat, as he staggered forward a few steps: "Maya Monroe! Are you alright?"

As Maya Monroe turned her head, he saw that she still had a candy in her mouth, looking at the situation now, she seemed to be fine.

Ryan Spencer involuntarily let out a sigh of relief, walking to Maya Monroe’s side, his voice carrying some anger: "Who told you to run over here? Do you know what he was holding? It was sulfuric acid! That kind of acid could disfigure you if not kill you, do you know that? He came fully prepared, who told you to recklessly run over?"

"Huh? Say something!"

Maya Monroe paused, her eyes showing a mix of emotions.

"Are you hurt?" Ryan Spencer asked as he examined her, speaking bluntly: "Do you know how many big contracts you’ve signed? Your life is very valuable!"

"No."

A bodyguard came over to report the recent situation to Ryan Spencer, and upon hearing his last sentence, Ryan Spencer clearly found it hard to believe.

"You mean... Maya Monroe subdued the guy in the black hat? Maya Monroe?!"

The other nodded honestly.

"How is that possible..." Ryan Spencer’s brows showed a hint of doubt.

Due to the recent incident, the interaction with fans was forcibly stopped, and Maya Monroe waited with Ryan Spencer for the dispatched vehicle.

But instead of the car, reporters arrived first.

With the recent occurrence being so thrilling, Ryan Spencer naturally had no mood for interviews.

"Sorry, Maya Monroe is not feeling well, we’re not accepting interviews at the moment, thank you."

Unexpectedly, the reporters didn’t retreat, but instead insisted and asked:

"Maya Monroe, we’d like to ask, why did you just kick and beat that man in the black clothes in public? Isn’t that too violent?"

The group of them came up, thrusting microphones wildly in front of Maya Monroe.

These reporters were from a notorious media outlet, infamous in the industry for being unscrupulous because they "will do anything for a sensational scoop."

Maya Monroe looked at the microphones in front of her, and said calmly: "He wanted to harm me."

The opposition relentlessly pursued, seemingly wanting to dig more out: "That’s it?"

"Isn’t that enough?"

Maya Monroe suddenly let out a cold laugh, countering with a question of her own.