Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap! Slap!
...
Without any emotion, Wyatt Barnes walked towards Lela Tucker, and like the previous times, slapped her until her face was swollen and bruised.
The pair of eyes staring at Wyatt was cold and emotionless, filled with pure hatred.
She hated Wyatt to her very core!
Lela Tucker thought that after Wyatt slapped her a dozen times, it would be the end of it.
But soon, she realized that it was not over yet!
"Eldest Miss Tucker, never could I have imagined that you would have such a cruel heart and kill Fruity Don in such a brutal manner. I am curious, what deep grudge do you hold against her? Did she hit you? Did she berate you?"
Wyatt kept his gaze on Lela and asked calmly.
Lela glared back at Wyatt. Struggling with her words, she replied, "Who told that bitch to make things so difficult for me…. She deserved to die!"
There was not a hint of remorse in her words.
"Just because of that, you tortured her to death?"
