Female Novel
Chapter 390
Chapter 390
In terms of slapping people, Stella was very experienced. After all, she used Sophia for training the whole night.
Hence, as this slap connected, it directly hit Sophia to the point where Sophia could hear ringing sounds in her ears.
“He got drunk, and so you got drunk too?" Stella had a face filled with sternness. "Don't you have any sense of discretion?”
"You dare to hit me!" Sophia held her face. She raised her hand and wanted to slap back. Just as her hand had risen, Marshallheld onto her wrists next to Stella. Taking this opportunity, Stella gave her another slap with her backhand.
"Why wouldn't | dare to hit you? As an older sister, is there a problem with me punishing my inappropriate sister? You obviouslyknew that he was drunk, and yet, you still didn't avoid him out of discretion?”
After she said that, she gave Sophia another slap. The strength of that slap left a prominent mark of Stella's palm on Sophia'sface. Sophia was not just stunned by the hits. She was also fuming from her face. Since she was little, Albert had beenprotecting her. Stella would not even dare to touch a hair on her body. She was afraid that Stella had gone mad today!
She wanted to retaliate, but she could not break free from Marshall's grip. She said with fury, "Let go of me!"
Marshall said nonchalantly, "Ms. Jewell, if you have anything to say, you should say it calmly. Violence would be veryundignified."
Sophia was so angry that the corner of her lips was constantly twitching. ‘If violence was undignified, then he should stop Stellainstead. Why does he keep holding onto me and allow Stella to hit me? So, it was undignified for her to hit someone while Stellacould hit others willy-nilly? How could someone possibly break a fight this way?’ Sophia thought.
Stella had hit her with a total of five slaps until her palm was starting to feel numb. Only then did Marshall stop her.“Let's find out how is Keegan doing first,” Marshall said.
Stella gripped her fists tightly and retracted her palm back. She gave Sophia a single cold glance then bent down to pick up thebelt and tie on the floor.
Sophia's face was already swollen slightly. Just as Marshall let go of her, she wanted to pounce on Stella and take her revenge.Marshall then reminded her unhurriedly, "Ms.
Jewell, if you make the incident even worse and cause it to spread, it will not benefit you.”
Sophia's footsteps paused. Marshal then continued, ’ Keegan hates being plotted against the most. You should use your brain alittle. Think about the consequences of escalating this incident. It's not like this incident hasn't happened before. | think youwouldn't want to know what happened to that person in the end."
Sophia's fingers shrunk back, and she gripped her fingers tightly. She displayed her slap marks, gave Marshall a cruel gaze, andthen picked up the coat on the floor. Then, she swiftly left the scene.
Stella held back her breath and pulled Keegan's shirt in a rough way. His chest still had the lipstick mark left by a woman. Itconstantly reminded her about the things that the bitch Sophia had done. She grabbed Keegan's tie and wiped away the lipstickmark forcefully. Keegan's fair skin on his chest was immediately red all over.novelbin
He seemed as though he was in a bit of pain, so he furrowed his brows and opened his eyes slightly. "Stella?"
‘Useless man! What the fuck is he crying out to me for!" Stella thought.
Stella did not say a word. After she had finished wiping, she threw the tie directly into the rubbish bin. She then turned aroundand said to Marshall, ‘Mr. Moore, could | trouble you to call two people outside? They can assist me with getting him in the car."
Marshall nodded his head. "Wait here for a moment."
The few of them got Keegan into the car together. Stella winded her window down and said to Marshall, "Mr. Moore, you shouldget in too. I'll bring you home on the way back."
Marshall saw that her expression seemed normal, thanked her, and got in the car. Stella drove the Maserati, and the vehicle hada speedy initial acceleration.
Keegan was already drunk, and the fast speed made him feel uncomfortable. His brows constantly furrowed. The mood in thecar was chilly. Stella did not seem as calm as she had shown on the surface. The truth was that she was furious.