Serena's pov.
Time paused. I looked at Laura with tear droplets rolling down my eyes.
"You slapped me..." I said with a shaky voice, taking a glance at Elder Ambrose who said nothing.
"Without letting me prove myself or defend myself?" My gaze rested on Martin who was ambling towards us.
"Why did you slap her aunt Laura?" Martin stood before her with a deep frown carved out on his face. "That was so unnecessary."
"You're foolish, Martin. Which is why you don't deserve the position of the CEO, Lucas does."
"Laura, I believe I have respected you enough. You have pushed me farther than I can go. To the wall, in fact.
You have bitten way more than you can chew and I swear I am tired." Martin fumed as he spoke.
"Don't you ever in your miserable life raise your hand on my wife again
