Here is the revised and polished translation:

No one had ever dared to treat Sharon like that before. She was so livid she couldn't even string a sentence together.

She tried calling Fitch again, but he still wasn't picking up.

Back in the room, Zoey gently touched the area where she had been slapped, her eyelashes fluttering down.

The moment she had opened the door and seen that face, a wave of familiarity had surged through her, only to vanish just as quickly.

She went upstairs to find Nolan still engrossed in his book, with music playing softly in the background, courtesy of Zoey.

The sight of the slap mark on her cheek sent a shock through Nolan, quickly followed by anger and then stern concern.

It was the first time she'd seen such a range of emotions in a child's eyes, and she couldn't help but chuckle.

The next second, Nolan's tears started to fall.

"Who did this?" he asked.

she immediately began to comfort him,

little crybaby, don't cry. I don't even know who that was. Probably one of your daddy's guests. I'll talk to him later, so

"It won't happen."

suddenly found herself at a loss for

Nolan's affection for her was unmistakably clear. Fitch was right; Nolan really did

a short time, Nolan showed more emotion

her lips, her heart feeling

daddy gives me trouble

his eyelashes, nodding

feeling of resentment Zoey had felt dissipated in

on, Nolan, let's get

.n

two eggs, gesturing for Zoey to crouch down. Then with his little hands,

know why, but she

her

feeling slighted, stormed off to the office to confront Fitch

was tied up in meetings

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