Chapter 1093 Afraid Of Dirtying Her Hands
In response, Arielle sneered and nodded. “Fine. Then tell me why she hit you.”
“Because…” Wendy was at a loss for words and gritted her teeth. “The reason doesn’t matter. What’s more important is who made the first move. If the university authorities find out about this, Trisha won’t be able to get off so easily!”
However, Arielle only heard the part where she said that the reason did not matter.
“So you’re saying that the reason for beating people up doesn’t matter, right?”
Wendy could not comprehend why Arielle asked that, but she could only nod her head. “Yes!”
Whoever made the first move is at fault.
The next moment, Arielle raised her hand and slapped Wendy again.
“Ahh!” The slap was so strong that Wendy’s face turned sideways.
Covering her face, Wendy glared at Arielle angrily. “How dare you hit me? Who are you to hit me?”
“What’s wrong with that? Didn’t you say it yourself that the reason doesn’t matter?”
“You!”
Seeing that she could not win against Arielle, Wendy gave up on arguing and raised her hand, wanting to hit Arielle.
Nonetheless, Arielle grabbed her wrist tightly the moment she raised her hand.
Just as she was about to raise another hand of hers, Arielle pulled her right hand vigorously. Consequently, she felt a sharp pain and immediately lost her strength on her right hand.
“Ouch!” Wendy cried out in pain. She could not be bothered about fighting back against Arielle and curled up into a ball on the ground.
When she noticed that her hand was hanging down weakly, only did she realize that her hand had dislocated.
After casting a brief look at Wendy expressionlessly, Arielle averted her gaze to Trisha.
“An eye for an eye. Trisha, you can hit her back now. Don’t worry. She can’t do anything right now.”
“I…” Trisha hesitated and stood right where she was.
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