The slap came suddenly, and the distance between the two was very close.
Joanna saw Joanne raise her hand to slap, but it was too late to stop her.
Bella watched as the hand quickly swung towards her cheek, the smile at the corner of her mouth suddenly turning cold.
Even though Joanne's slap came without warning, Bella, who had been wary of her, was naturally prepared.
Just as the slap was about to land on Bella's face.
Joanne's wrist was suddenly grabbed forcefully, the grip so strong it was as if her hand bones would shatter.
Bella's brows lifted slightly, a trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, and then she smiled.
Joanne didn't expect that Mason, who had just been talking with Dean with his back to them, would suddenly return.
Her face suddenly looked unpleasant: "Mr. Bennett."
Mason was expressionless, his presence exuding an intimidating coldness that made people shiver.
Listening to the woman's voice, he didn't show any pity, his grip kept tightening.
