Mr. Hartman couldn't bear the merciless jeers any longer. His face darkened.Under the astonished gaze of the audience, he suddenly swung his arm and delivered a vicious slap across Shelly's face.The sharp crack of the impact cut through all the curses.The blow sent Shelly stumbling back. She clutched her cheek, stunned and utterly bewildered.Seeing this, Russell quickly stepped forward to steady her. Then, shielding her behind, he roared at me, "Emory, you snake! Just you wait—I will make you pay for this."Before he could even finish his threats, the ballroom door burst open with a bang.A group of people strode inside, led by a richly dressed, curvaceous middle-aged woman.Her expression was stormy, her gaze fixed on Russell like a knife.The second Russell saw her, all the menace drained from his face, replaced by terror. He turned deathly white, his lips quivering."Darling, what are you doing here?"I sneered inwardly. I'd already done my research and found out that
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