Evelyn shook her numb hand. She had used all her strength in that slap. She had wanted to do it for a long time, and now that she had, it felt incredibly satisfying.
"A slap's a slap. What, do I need to wait for a special occasion to hit you?"
"Evelyn! You witch! I'm going to teach you a lesson today!" Ethan, eyes blazing with anger, lunged at her.
Before Ethan could get close, a man suddenly appeared and threw him aside.
"Who the hell dares to stop me? Do you even know who I am? Be careful, or my Lewis family will make you disappear from Norwin!" Ethan shouted, glaring fiercely at the man.
The man wore a brown bespoke suit and handmade Derby shoes. His chiseled face and the eyes behind his gold-rimmed glasses exuded a chilling coldness.
Ethan squinted, feeling that the man looked fa
