"Auntie, who is here?" Sienna Thornton quickly wiped her face, picked up the crutch leaning against the basin, and cautiously exited the bathroom.
As soon as she stepped out, she was stunned by the woman approaching her.
The visitor briskly walked towards her, instantly raising her right hand.
As the slap was about to hit her face, Sienna Thornton promptly grabbed the other's wrist.
She swiftly glanced around.
Auntie King was not home, the door was wide open, and two men looking like bodyguards stood guarding her door, one on each side.
Sienna Thornton raised an eyebrow, looked down at Mrs. Reed with a warning gaze.
Mrs. Reed winced in pain, her delicate and glamorous features twisted into a scowl as she loudly questioned, "How dare you treat me like this?"
"Mrs. Reed," Sienna Thornton let out a cold laugh, "Before the slap lands, do you know who you're hitting?"
