The girl stared in disbelief, her hands clutching her face.

“You hit me?”

Jolie blinked innocently at her. “Weren’t you the one insisting I hit you earlier? I just gave you another slap to match your story. You should be used to it by now.” “Jolie Quin!”

lan had reached his limit, his voice full of anger as he glared at her. “Apologize to her!”

Jolie glanced at him, her expression calm but icy. “Get lost.”

She had thought he might be reasonable, but clearly, he was blinded by infatuation. She had no patience to deal with him any longer and turned to leave.

Before she could take a step, lan grabbed her arm roughly.