June Sherman is a company client, everyone knows that.
The manager hasn't come back yet, and everyone on the scene was watching as June's face showed a bright red slap mark, making those a bit more fragile feel like fainting.
Aurora Sutton and Thea Shaw both looked down at Thea Shaw.
June Sherman's gaze was cold and venomous.
It was a kind of gaze that struck fear into people's hearts.
She was hit by Thea, and no matter how angry she was, it was understandable, but that look seemed even colder than usual anger, filled with a murderous aura.
If she had a knife in her hand now, she could have rushed at Thea directly.
Thea kept a faint smile on her lips as she looked at June, regardless of what June wanted to do, since this person dared to provoke her, she certainly wouldn't let her off.
"Call the police—hurry and call the police!"
Someone in the crowd shouted.
Some people looked troubled.
If they called the police, the company's reputation would certainly be affected.
