“I heard that you punished Winston for helping me. Is that right?”
“So what?” Joselyn retorted, her dissatisfaction evident. “He works for my father. Does Mom need to punish him with your permission? You…”
Hannah stepped forward suddenly.
With no forewarning, she seized Joselyn’s collar and delivered two resounding slaps.
Joselyn’s ears rang from the searing pain of the slap.
“You…” Joselyn stammered, covering her face in disbelief. “How dare you hit me?”
Ignoring Joselyn’s protests, Hannah pinched her chin forcefully, her eyes icy. “Did I ask you? If you dare to say one more word, I’ll slap you once more.”
She released her grip, turning to Amelie with a challenging smile.
“Can you answer me now?”
Though Amelie looked uneasy, she refrained from directly confronting Hannah. “Yes, that’s because he broke the rules of the organization and should be punished.”
“He works for Wallace. Now he is with me. He is my man. Why do you presume that you have the right to punish him?” Hannah sneered at Amelie, her tone dripping with defiance.
Amelie gazed at Hannah, her expression turning scornful. “I have the power to deal with anyone I choose. That’s my right as the lady of the Compton family.”
“Well then, I’d like to know, what has he done wrong?”
Hannah settled on the sofa beside Amelie, fixing her gaze on Joselyn.
She lifted her delicate finger and directed it at Joselyn, asking, “So, how do you plan to make things right for what she did-wrongly drugging me and forcefully initiating the test?”
Covering her face, Joselyn, unable to contain her frustration, retorted, “Winston assisted you later, didn’t he? You weren’t in a disadvantage. So why the fuss?”
Hannah replied, “He only explained the t
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est rules. Do you really think he broke those rules to help me?”
“If he didn’t assist you, how did you manage to escape from the base under those circumstances?” Joselyn exclaimed. “We discovered people tranquilized by anesthetic guns in the base’s forest! How did you end up with an anesthesia gun? Explain it to me.”
“What proof do you have that I didn’t possess an anesthetic gun back then? Remember, Winston was taken away by your people. Could he have really helped me?”
Joselyn, at a loss for words, sat down beside Amelie and murmured, “Mom…”
“Fine.” Amelie, with a darkening gazes, decided, “I’ll let this one pass.”
“Really?” Hannah arched her eyebrows and said, “But I won’t let this one pass.”
Joselyn, eyes wide with anger, warned Hannah, “Don’t push your Luck too far!”
Smiling mischievously at Joselyn, Hannah playfully twisted her wrist and teased, “Would you like another slap?”