Looking at Grace still pretending to be soft, and thinking about what he did to Luka, Louis' sharp eyes were full of cold light.
"Grace, get down on your knees."
Ask her to kneel down!
Grace was startled, "Louis, what's wrong?"
Louis' thin lips curved up in a bloodthirsty cold arc, and he was about to get up when Violet pulled him aside.
"Let me do it."
Violet got up slowly, her eyes kept falling on Grace.
That icy gaze made Grace unconsciously take a step back.
What does she want?
What's going on?
Why do these two people look like they want to kill her?
"Helena."
Snap!
The crisp slap landed on Grace's face, causing her to stumble and fall to the ground.
Grace let out an ahhh, covering her face and looking at Violet with a look of disbelief.
"Violet, don't you dare hit me!"
Violet didn't say anything, just grabbed her by the collar of her chest and yanked her up.
Two more hard slaps to her.
Her force was so strong that Grace's cheek was soon red and swollen.
"Beat you? Grace, you impersonated my son's real mother and had a hypnotist hurt my son, do you really think you'll never be found out?"
She got it!
They actually knew about it!
Grace's eyes flashed with the slightest hint of panic and she subconsciously looked at Louis.
Louis is taking it in stride.
"Violet, don't get angry, watch out for the baby in your belly."
The man's tone is as gentle as water, with a hint of loving affection.
Violet let go of Grace, took a deep breath and smiled towards Louis.
"I'm fine."
"Go sit."
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