Chapter 70: The Slap

Ezra Warth and the mistress hurried into their clothes. She looked terrified and on edge. Marlee Casson stepped forward, eyes locked on the woman. The mistress flinched and whispered, "You… what do you want?" Marlee suddenly slapped her. Smack! The woman's head snapped to the side, a red handprint blooming on her cheek. She'd been hit, but she dropped her gaze and didn't dare hit back. With the police standing right there, she kept quiet; without them, who knew if she would have stayed so meek. "Shameless,"...