Alice's face was burning with pain.
As she steadied herself, a cold fury flashed in her eyes.
Claire asked fearfully, "Why did you hit her?"
"Who asked you to speak?" Yolanda sneered at Claire.
Claire was too embarrassed to say anything.
Yolanda walked up to Alice, seething with anger. "Hit you? I wish I could kill you right now! If you hadn't posted my photo online, would I be getting attacked right now? Alice, you're really something!"
"It has nothing to do with me." Alice lowered her hand, and the fingerprint on her pale face was clearly visible.
"Nothing to do with you? Besides me, who else knows about it? You dare to do it and take responsibility for it? I knew someone like you who likes to seduce men couldn't have a good character!" Yolanda pointed at Alice's nose and cursed.
