Chapter 32
The loud smack echoed through the room. It was extremely loud.
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Dakota was slapped so hard that she almost fainted, and a bright red handprint quickly appeared on her face.
“You bitch, how dare you hit me!” Caspian cursed. He spat fiercely on
the ground, his eyes full of ferocity.
The other girls were trembling in fear, huddling together as if trying to
shield-themselves from harm.
Madison’s heart trembled, praying that Caspian wouldn’t direct his
anger toward her.
Dakota had also sobered up after receiving that slap. She held her
burning cheek, and her eyes, which had been filled with drowsiness
earlier, were now filled with shock and fear.
“Lord… Lord Caspian?” she asked, her voice was trembling.
“Bitch, do you recognize me now?” Caspian said, glaring at Dakota.
“Do you know that you just hit me on the head with a wine bottle? How do you suggest we settle this?”
“What?” Dakota was startled.
It was only now that she vaguely remembered feeling someone
touching her inappropriately earlier, and in her inebriated state, she had instinctively grabbed something from the table and threw it. Unexpectedly, the other party turned out to be Caspian.
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“I-I’m sorry, Lord Caspian. I’ve had too much to drink. I… I can. compensate you for your medical expenses,” Dakota quickly
apologized.
“Compensate me for my medical expenses?”
Caspian chuckled and looked at Dakota with a sinister gaze.
“Do you think I’m short of money?”
“N-No…” Dakota trembled with fear as she quickly tried to explain, “I
was pretty hammered earlier. I didn’t mean to hurt you. I’m sorry.”
“You’re sorry?”
Caspian let out a chilling laugh as he locked his gaze on her delicate
face, his desire burning intensely. “If you really want to apologize, I
can give you a chance.”
“Really, Lord Caspian?” Dakota asked, her voice trembling. She looked
at Caspian with fear evident in her eyes. She knew that he had u
motives.
“Of course,” Caspian responded with a wicked grin.
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