Chapter 141: Kyle Hemingbrough

Monica's expression turned icy as her sharp gaze suddenly fixed on Kora.  Kora's face changed slightly, and she instinctively stepped back, but Monica was faster, darting forward and delivering a slap. A vivid red handprint appeared on Kora's fair, pretty cheek, standing out sharply under the lights. The crowd drew in a sharp breath. It was one thing to go up against the Lane family but to actually slap someone's face-that was a whole other level. This meant open war with the Lane family. "You...