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“Jessica, did she really hurt you?” Victor’s face darkened as he stepped closer to her, his voice trembling with anger.
“I’m sure Savannah didn’t mean to hurt me, Jessica murmured, her voice delicate and full of forgiveness. “Please don’t blame her because of
Her words sounded like mercy, but they confirmed her story in the eyes of the crowd. To them, she was the poor, innocent victim, and I was the vile aggressor.
Jessica’s frail figure, trembling ever so slightly, combined with her pitiful expression, only deepened the crowd’s sympathy for her. My brothers stared at me like wolves ready to tear me apart.
“Savannah they barked in unison, their eyes blazing with fury.
I arched an eyebrow and turned to Charlotte first. “You’re the daughter of a minor court official, a mere fourth rank at best. What gives you the right to speak to me like this? Why don’t you fetch your father instead?”
Her face turned red, but before she could retort, I turned to Jessica with a cold smile.
“You claim I hit you? That you
you’re covered in bruises? Fine–let’s have your injuries examined,”
The moment the words left my mouth, Jessica and Charlotte’s expressions changed.
Charlotte’s face flushed with anger. You filthy wretch! How dare you speak to me like that? You’re not even worthy to lick my boots. And Jessica’s injuries don’t need to be examined! If she says you hit her, who else could have done it?”
“Who knows?” I shrugged. “Maybe you did it yourselves.”
Charlotte’s face contorted with rage, and Jessica’s lips quivered as tears fell from her eyes like pearls on a broken string.
She threw herself into Victor’s arms, sobbing pitifully. “To examine my bruises, I’d have to undress. Savannah wants to humiliate me and ruin my reputation! How could I possibly live with such shame?”
Jessica’s words were like oil on fire. Wyatt, who had been sitting quietly, jumped to his feet and pointed a trembling finger at me.
“Savannah, how dare you?” he roared. “Jessica is my future wife, the future lady of the Marquisate, and I will not allow anyone to humiliate
her!”
“Try to touch her, and you’ll answer to us!” Logansnarled, his anger boiling over.
“You’re so malicious, Savannah,” Michael spat. “We should’ve sold you off ages ago!”
I didn’t bother listening to their empty threats. Instead, I waved to the servants. “Bring a screen. Let’s settle this properly.”
“Slap!”
The sound of a sharp slap echoed through the room.
A stinging sensation bloomed across my cheek, and Jessica’s lips twitched with satisfaction as she tried to hide the smug But her eyes couldn’t conceal her triumph.
“Well done, Edward!” Logan cheered, clapping his hands with glee while the others smirked.
on her face.
Edward glared at me, his eyes cold with anger. “You dared to hurt Jessica? That slap was mercy, Kneel before her, apologize, and perhaps we’ll spare you
“Slap!”
Before he could finish, I struck him across the face.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at me, stunned into silence.
“Savannah, you-”
“Slap!”
I suck him again.
“You-
“Slap!”
Three slaps in total. Edward’s face turned crimson, and blood trickled from the corner of his mouth. He looked like an enraged bull, ready to
charge.
“Feel better now?” I asked calmly, my voice devoid of emotion.
The room fell silent.
10:50 AM
