A jolt of alarm shot through Clara Grant. She raised her hand and—SLAP!—struck President Lee across the face. While he and his lackeys were still stunned, she lifted her foot and stomped on his with all her might.
President Lee was still reeling from the slap when a sharp pain shot up from his foot. He immediately cried out in agony.
Unsure whether to clutch his face or his foot, President Lee flew into a rage born of humiliation. He pointed at Clara Grant and roared at his men, "What are you waiting for? Grab her! You little bitch, I tried to be nice and you spit in my face! You want to play hardball, is that it? You don't want to drink with me properly? Fine! Someone get over here and pour it down her throat!"
