Holly Sinclair roared.
"AH!"
Vivian Linton hadn't expected Holly Sinclair to return. Caught completely off guard, she was so startled that the object in her hand clattered to the floor.
She reacted quickly, nudging it under the table with the tip of her foot.
"Holly..."
Vivian Linton turned, forcing a stiff smile as she struggled to appear calm.
"What are you doing?" Holly stormed in, her fierce gaze looking as if it could swallow Vivian whole.
"I... I wasn't doing anything..."
Caught red-handed, Vivian Linton couldn't help but feel a pang of guilt. She swallowed quietly, her nervousness making her stammer.
SLAP!
Holly Sinclair slapped her across the face.
"AHH!"
Vivian Linton stumbled from the blow, her stomach slamming into the corner of the table. A sharp pain shot through her, and she broke out in a cold sweat.
"Holly Sinclair, you bi—" Humiliated and furious, Vivian Linton raised her hand to strike back.
