She couldn't believe they had the nerve to confront her so openly.

And with such brutality!

They truly didn't see her as a force to be reckoned with.

Who did they think they were?

Just Connor's lapdogs!

Abbey's eyes locked onto Beck, her gaze icy and intense. She raised her hand-

And slapped him hard across the face!

The sharp "smack" echoed, plunging the room into a brief silence.

Moss's expression darkened.

"Who do you think you are, trying to stop me?"

Remembering how Beck had humiliated her earlier, Abbey's anger surged. She raised her hand again and delivered another fierce slap!

Beck clenched his fists, bracing for the hit. But suddenly, someone yanked him by the collar, pulling him back half a meter.

A figure stepped into his place.

"Smack-"

of

no emotion, as if the slap

was boiling with

Damn Abbey!

to step up, but to her, it didn't

stepping in felt like a

play hero,

make sure

the side, smirked. This was the difference between

Moss and Beck usually were, when her lady

her eyes like a venomous snake. She raised her hand once more

caution to the wind and even

of movement

"Ms. Flora!"

Beck was overjoyed!

Ms. Flora had arrived!

boss

was about to

the pain from her wrist, Abbey frowned. The girl in front her

grip was

strong.

she could figure out who the girl was, she heard

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