"Who hit you?"
Fiona Grantham was startled and quickly tried to explain, "Mason, let me explain..."
"Did I give you permission to speak?"
The voice wasn't too loud or too soft, but it carried a chilling coldness that made Fiona Grantham feel as if a large hand was gripping her throat, leaving her unable to utter another word.
Bella Green looked up, gazing at the man's face, which sent shivers down her spine, making her heart tremble.
Never before had she seen Mason Bennett look so terrifying.
Not even when she was hit by Francesca Willis, had she seen him this out of control.
Bella Green sniffled, feeling a rush of grievance in her heart, her little mouth pouting, and her voice became soft and forlorn.
"She hit me." Bella Green poked out a finger from the man's firmly wrapped suit, pointing at Fiona Grantham.
"Bella Green, stop spouting nonsense!"
Fiona Grantham never thought Bella Green would be this shameless.
