In the dimly lit VIP lounge, a stern voice cut through the tension. Thalassa's heart sank. That voice... it was David's!

And the woman who had screamed just moments ago? Susan!

Before Thalassa could even process the situation, a sharp "slap" echoed through the room.

The sound of a palm striking flesh was unmistakable, and from the intensity alone, Thalassa could tell the victim must have been in excruciating pain, probably swelling up by the second.

"Stop, please, no more!" Susan's pleas for mercy were heartbreaking.

back to reality. "This is

hesitated for a fraction of a second

men had Susan pinned on

sent shivers down

turned to see Lysander and Thalassa. His stern face softened slightly as he approached Lysander and reported, "Susan hasn't confessed yet who

of

Thalassa. Under normal circumstances, Susan should have been behind bars,

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