"What are you doing?!" Autumn Shelby jumped, her voice panicked.
Clara Grant grabbed her hand. Before Autumn could react, Clara swung Autumn's own hand and slapped her hard across the face, answering the question with a resounding "SLAP!"
After the slap, Clara Grant flung her hand away and said coldly, "There. I've satisfied your request. Can I go now?"
Without waiting for a response, she brushed past Autumn, walked straight to the hospital room door, pushed it open, and went inside.
Autumn Shelby stood stunned for a long moment before she snapped out of it. She clutched her face and turned to glare at the hospital room door, her eyes practically shooting flames. 'She had wanted to provoke Clara, but she never imagined that bitch would actually use her own hand to slap her own face!'
'How was she supposed to go in there now, play the victim, and win their sympathy? How could she make Sienna Hale despise Clara Grant even more?'
