Fristy Davis's face twisted as Scarlett Glenn hit her, the force of the blow was so great that a ringing echoed in her ears and she nearly lost feeling in the right half of her face. By the time she composed herself, her face throbbed with a fiery pain.
Blood filled Fristy's mouth as she slowly lifted her head and said, "Scarlett Glenn, don't go too far. If you're from the Davis family, don't disgrace us. With the way you're acting now, do you even deserve to be a Miss Davis?"
A malicious smile curled up at Scarlett Glenn's lips, "It's a pity, but this is who I am, and I won't change for anything you say. If someone displeases me, I will mess with them. Besides... I'm actually helping you. Tomorrow you can go to my grandfather with that face and complain all you want, I don't care, because if Grandfather asks me about it later, I can always say... Who told you to have a face that's asking to be slapped? Just looking at it makes my hand itch."
