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Realizing the gravity of the matter, Amanda flew into a fluster as she tried to explain, “Mr. Nacht, my daughter acted too impulsively. She did not intend to create trouble for you. We’re willing to apologize and compensate you in any manner you want.”

“Yes, that’s right. Mr. Nacht, you’re a big-hearted man. Please just forgive her this once,” Simon pleaded after he heard what had happened.

Zachary could not be bothered with them and looked at Helena instead. “You’re the victim here. What do you think?”

“This is the first time anyone has humiliated me like that ever since the day I was born.” Helena was fuming mad, but she tried her best to control her emotions. “But as this is Mr. Nacht’s function, I won’t kick up a fuss… “

She then paused and asked respectfully, “Mr. Nacht, may I hand her over to the police? I intend to get my lawyers to sue her.”

“Please don’t, Ms. Brown… “ Amanda pleaded anxiously. “We can compensate you however you want. Please don’t alert the police. Everyone here is either rich or powerful. Besides, this function is hosted by Mr. Nacht. It wouldn’t look good on anyone if the matter is being blown up.”

Amanda was clear that Luna was the wife of Hector Sterling and represented the Sterlings. No matter how the woman embarrassed herself that night, it would still be kept within the inner circle.

After all, it was Zachary’s function and a closed-door event. No one would dare to circulate gossip about what had happened.

However, it would be a different situation altogether if the police got involved. If Helena approached the media and exaggerated the story, Luna would definitely hit the headlines of major newspapers and be the top search on the internet. The woman would become the butt of the joke of the entire country…

By then, it wouldn’t just be Hector – the other elders of the Sterling family, too – who would hate Luna!

No matter how dumb the woman was, she still understood that.

As such, at that moment, Luna dared not even breathe loudly. She was waiting for her parents to settle the problem for her.

That had been the case ever since she was born…

“Well, that reminds me.” Helena arched her brows and continued, “The auction is still ongoing. How can we spoil everyone’s moods? However, how should I punish you other than going to the police?”

offer compensation…

is apologizing after slapping me? If that’s the case, can I slap you

“I… “

idea,” Zachary suddenly

don’t want me to go to the police, fine! Then I’ll have to slap you

Brown, don’t

sentence, the first slap from Helena had already

after being hit. Shaking with

no longer dared to speak. Even though her heart was aching for her daughter,

Helena counted and raised

yourself? Doesn’t it hurt your hand?” Zachary suddenly

Helena turned to Amanda, saying sweetly, “Aunt Amanda, I’ll

at Helena incredulously and replied, “You… You

“If that’s the case, I guess I’ll have to ask my bodyguards to do it instead. Don’t say I didn’t warn you, though. They are quite ruthless. They won’t go easy

are my bodyguards! Come here

minute… “ Amanda stopped Helena at once and said, “Fine, I’ll do it! I’ll do

then lifted her trembling hand as she spoke and slapped

have to hear the slapping sound and see the red mark on her face. Otherwise, the

was fuming with rage, she had no choice but to

burst into

you crying? Your mom isn’t dead yet!” Helena beamed with delight. “Good

landed another slap

“Two!”

“Three!”

“Four!”

Helena carried on counting.

could only keep quiet and lower his head in submission, praying

guests gathered around to see what all the fuss was about. “Why would he marry such a woman?” one said. “What a disgrace!” said

remained silent. She knew Zachary was avenging

tingling from slapping Luna repeatedly across her already swollen face. The mother-daughter duo hugged each other as they burst into

and asked, “Ms. Brown, are

go.” Helena

them, but Zachary stopped them from leaving. “Did I say you can go?” he

do you

Simon tried to stop her from

and executed a deep bow. “Ms. Windt, I’m