Chapter Thirty One.
Dinah’s POV
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Gasps.
Literal gasps tore through the air like a full-on movie moment, with everyone clutching their invisible pearls and freezing like someone just announced the building was on fire.
The sound of my palm meeting Lilah's overly-contoured cheek echoed through the studio like a damn gunshot.
Lilah staggered back a step, her hand flying to her face, eyes wide and brimming with tears. Not real ones, obviously. This girl wouldn't know real emotion if it sat on her chest and called her "mommy".
"Oh my god," one of the models whispered.
"She slapped her!"
"Is someone filming this?"
My eyes widened as I scanned my gaze around. As expected, people were indeed filming this.
Of course, people were filming it.
This was Elyxion, not a kindergarten p
