“Huh?” Mrs. Prewitt was in a daze, cradling her cheek and feeling utterly bewildered.
Why did Vernon hit her when she was helping him?
What on earth was happening?
“What are you still standing there for? Apologize!” Vernon landed another slap across her face.
He didn’t dare provoke influential figures. However, he could easily control an insignificant headmistress.
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