"What did you tell my mom?" Anna lifted her head, eyes locked on Jessica, her gaze growing colder by the second.
Jessica didn't sense anything off. She casually blew on her freshly done nails and said with a smug air, "Nothing major. Just told the truth—that you've been clinging to some rich guy."
"Smack!"
A loud slap cut Jessica off mid-sentence. Anna didn't hold back at all—the force stung her own hand. She showed zero mercy. A red-hot palm print immediately bloomed across Jessica's perfectly made-up face.
"Anna! You actually hit me?!"
Jessica froze on the spot, stunned. She clutched her cheek, disbelief flooding her face as she stared at Anna.
To her, Anna had always been soft and easy to push around—cute like some storybook kid, always smiling sweetly, with not a hi
