"..." Enna Clark tightens her lips and says nothing in response to her provocation.
"What are you looking at?" Jasmine Clark angrily slaps her across the face, leaving Enna's cheek turned to one side, "That's the second slap, there are four more to go."
She looks triumphantly at Enna, who is held by two strong men, and says, "Beg me, Enna. All you have to do is kneel down, apologize, and admit that you were wrong. Then, I'll let you go. How about that?"
Enna hooks up the corners of her mouth, her eyes clear and indifferent as she slowly says, "Dream on!"
"You—" Jasmine can't contain her anger, and she rapidly delivers several more slaps to Enna's face.
Enna's ear rings from the blows, her mouth full of the taste of blood, but she grits her teeth and makes no sound!
Jasmine had been expecting Enna to kneel and beg, but not only does Enna defy her, those hateful eyes dare to look at her coldly, as if she's some sort of insignificant clown.
