Instead, it was Laurie who was holding her cheek, stunned for a long moment before reacting, and then furiously yelling at Boris: “You dare hit me? You hit me over some penniless loser?"
Boris’s eyes were icy as he shouted: “If you step into our restaurant, you're a guest of mine. I don’t care who you are—if you cause trouble here, I won’t let it slide! Guards, throw them out!"
Immediately, several security guards rushed over, grabbed the shouting Laurie, and escorted her out.
The other wealthy young people quickly followed her out.
Laurie got up from the ground, her backside aching from the fall.
She stood up and cursed until her voice was hoarse: “Boris, you’re done for! I’m the third daughter of the Marshall family! A small-time manager like you dares to do this to me? I’ll have pe
