Devil's Prisoner of Love by Prefer

Chapter 290: The Slap Return

"Slap!" The sound of a loud slap resonated across the office, prompting everyone who had been deeply engrossed in their work to look up.

Ivy stood tall and haughty in front of Heather, who was covering her face, though she was from a very ordinary family and had never been slapped before.

"What do you think you are, daring to challenge me? Have you not seen where you are? This is the Montgomery family's company. My father is the president of Montgomery Group; every tile you step on belongs to my family! Get out of here, I want this place."

Ivy strutted around like a proud hen that had just laid an egg, as if she wanted the whole world to know her.

Heather, hand on her face, clenched her other fist tightly. She tried to hold back her tears but couldn't suppress the sorrow welling up inside her, and tears began to roll down.

"What are you still doing here? How thick-skinned can you be? I told you to get out, did you not hear me?" Ivy poked Heather's head as she spoke.

With her vision blurred by tears, each drop fell onto the report lying in front of her. As she slowly got up to gather her things, someone grabbed her hand.

"Who said you could leave?" Aurora's icy voice rang in Heather's ears.

Heather looked up into Aurora's cold eyes, feeling even more aggrieved.

Originally, Aurora had only intended to curb Ivy's arrogance and make her realize her place.

Heather, despite her limited work experience, had caught Aurora's eye through her diligence and eagerness to learn, and Aurora had marked her for special attention.

had previously seen the area being cleaned up and had kindly

complete lack of restraint, and her disgraceful

looked up just then,

look of

spoke coldly. Heather sniffled, reminding herself of the time she was bullied by Alison

away her tears; crying was a

I said I want to be here, now leave,"

returned her gaze, "I will move, but only if the manager says so." "That bitch

Heather's face, but this time Aurora caught her hand before it

doing? I'm just disciplining a

like everyone else, second, your place is over there, and

family keeps; I'm her master. A slap is nothing. Apologize to her? Absolutely

now she realized it wasn't just that-Ivy's emotional intelligence was

referred to as a dog, which implied that the Montgomery Group belonged to the Montgomery family, and she was the master. If Heather was indeed a dog, did that not suggest that everyone present was a dog raised by the Montgomery family? Was the speaker truly foolish, thinking with their rear end to utter such disrespectful words? That statement undoubtedly offended everyone in the office. Originally, there had been plans to teach

believe Aurora would actually

she is? If she dares to touch me, I'll have her

apologize, then you deserve the same treatment. Heather,

you know what? Self-esteem has levels, and someone as lowly

a slap that felt

actually slapped Ivy. Known for her wild and impulsive nature, Heather had just made herself a target by slapping Ivy, who was already a thorn in her side.

and mighty you think you are, you should respect