"What's my fault that you're doing all this to me, Darren? What's my fault that I continue to accept this injustice, hm?"
Darren turned to Liore who had been standing beside him for some time, the woman's cries did not escape the expression he said. Instead of apologizing or being silent, he laughed even louder with a jolt of his hand pulling her hair back. Making the woman couldn't help but fall backward because she followed the direction of her hand and course endured the pain by trying to free her strong hands from this woman's long hair. Unconcerned, he dragged her towards the door, intending to get her out of here before another hand grabbed her arm and slammed her backward until automatically the tug on Liore's hair released and she was now flung to the floor.
