Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

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But before the slap could land, Seraphina seemed to aicipate it. She smirked, and her eyes lashed with a glint as she swiftly moved to the side. One hand defily grabbed Hannah's arm, and the other fiercely caight her long wavy hair. Then, she gave her a quick fursh. Water gushed relentingly and nearly overflowing from The gold-bronze sink as Hannah's head plunged into it. Water was splashing all over the place.

The girls behind Hannah gasped in shock, their faces turned pale with fright.

Seraphina's cold gaze swept over them. Those girls instantly fell silent, staring at her in fear, too scared to

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move.

Hannah struggled violently, Seraphina didn't restrain her for long, she just wanted to teach her a lesson. Letting go, Seraphina stepped back. There wasn't a drop of water on her; she still looked stunning and composed. Hannah was a sharp contrast; she was a mess. Hannah Bad ruined her makeup, drenched her hair, and soaked her gown.

She leaned against the wall, gasping for breath, with a flicker of fear and unfamiliarity in her eyes.

Seraphina, who stood before her, seemed like a stranger, someone she had never truly understood.

Those girls quickly supported her and asked, "Hannah, are you okay?"

"Ms. Dros, I had warned you earlier that I wouldn't hold back. Cross me again, and there will be consequences."

hair behind her car and lifted her gaze slowly. Her piercing eyes fell on Hannah, whose face was now pale and drenched, looking like a mess. Seraphina smiled in satisfaction. She

Hannah finally had

felt satisfied after putting someone she had long despised in their place. When she looked up, she unexpectedly saw Orion standing there. Moreover, she had no idea how long he had been watching. She

"Seraphina."

deliberately ignored him. Despite feeling uncomfortable, he knew he had to confront her.

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cocked her head slightly. She arched her brows and asked, "Mr. Dros, do you need

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