Her voice trembled, her lips white, struggling to show a remorseful expression.
Yet deep in her eyes, there remained a hint of unwillingness.
Even though in her heart she wished she could tear Vivian to pieces.
But at this moment, she could only bow her head, admit her mistake, and swallow her pride.
Vivian looked quietly at the woman in front of her.
She didn't say a word, raised her right hand, and slapped down without hesitation.
"Slap!" A crisp and clear slap echoed.
Lucia Prescott's face was forcibly turned to one side by the blow.
Instinctively, she raised her hand to cover her cheek.
The whole person was frozen in place, eyes wide open.
The rich girls nearby were all stunned, forgetting even to put down their bags.
No one could believe that the "outsider," who grew up in the Prescott Family and always yielded, dared to make a move.
And she slapped the eldest daughter of the Prescott Family!
