Chapter49
Those people were hounded by insistent reporters.
Alison took great pleasure in seeing their embarrassed responses.
A faint smirk played on her lips as she walked away with strides.
Suddenly, Mylie pushed through the crowd and hobbled after her.
Mylic shouted angrily, “Grace, stop!
“I don’t give a damn whether you’re human or a ghost! You’ve wrecked my life over and over again! I’m not done with you!”
Alison turned around and grabbed Mylie’s hand, which was about to land a slap. Then, she clamped down hard on Mylie’s delicate wrist and forcefully swung it in the opposite direction.
In the blink of an eye, Mylie let out a scream, flew through the air, and crashed into the champagne tower in the lobby.
Instantly, the magnificent champagne tower toppled, and glass shards scattered in all directions.
Amidst a chorus of gasps, Mylic lay sprawled in the debris and spilled liquid on the ground, breathing heavily in disbelief.
Her white wedding dress was smeared with dirt and looked completely soiled.
At that moment, everyone rushed over from behind.
Mylic took advantage of the situation and suddenly feigned a pained expression, weeping and playing the victim
“Antonio, she shoved me! She pushed me!
“Please help me up. It hurts so much…”
Alison sneered scornfully, picked up a bottle of champagne from the nearby table, and poured it over Mylie’s head.
Instantly, Mylie opened her eyes wide. Her face turned pale in an instant, making her look even more wretched.
After doing all this, Alison turned her head slowly, meeting the stunned gazes of everyone present with nonchalance.
“Alright, does anyone have anything to say?”
Antonio immediately rushed forward anxiously, “Are you hurt?”
But to everyone’s astonishment, he was asking Alison.
Mylie, who was lying on the ground seething with anger, became increasingly frantic. “Antonio, she pushed me! Open your eyes! She bullied me!”
However, in the very next second, something even more astonishing happened.
A sharp slap resounded through the air.
Alison actually slapped Antonio.
Instantly, the atmosphere turned deathly quiet, and everyone gasped.
Chapter 17
Yet, Antonio’s eyes were bloodshot, as if he were actually pleased.
“Grace, just keep slapping me. Hit me as much as you like.
“As long as it gives you a bit more courage, you can hit me even harder.”
As he spoke, he even leaned his reddened cheek forward on his own.
Everyone stood there, utterly stunned. They couldn’t help but think that either Antonio had lost his mind or the entire world had gone mad.
They had no idea that at this very moment, Antonio was filled with a joy that far surpassed the pain of being slapped.
In fact, the instant he saw that video, he was certain that his Grace was alive. Alison was undoubtedly Grace!
Alison, on the other hand, merely sneered and then turned around to walk aw
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.