The battle axe gave Claire a slap across the face that sent Claire spinning but made her a little soberer.
Cupping her swollen face, Claire looked at the fierce-looking woman and asked, “Who are you? What are you doing?”
The woman gritted her teeth. “What am I doing? I want to kill you, you little bitch!”
Then, she turned to the bodyguard next to her. “Where’s the knife? Give it to me! I want to destroy this slut’s face!”
“Yes, Miss!”
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