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Yvonne Is Arrested.
Author: ThePhenomenalScribe
last update2024-09-15 23:59:46

Quinn had never felt such rage before, but knowing that Ivan was lying unconscious in a hospital bed because of Yvonne’s actions, she could not help it.

As she entered the living room, her eyes immediately locked on Yvonne, who sat casually on the couch with Mrs. Samantha beside her, happily conversing, while her brother was in a critical condition.

Yvonne seemed completely unaware of the rage growing in Quinn's heart.

At the same moment, Harrison was coming down the staircase with his father, engaged in quiet conversation.

His face marked surprise as he saw Quinn’s wild-eyed expression.

But before anyone could speak, Quinn moved forward with such speed that was faster than lightning, her hand flying through the air, and smack.

Her palm came in contact with Yvonne’s face with a force that stunned everyone in the room.

The sharp sound of the slap reverberated through the room. Yvonne's head snapped to the side, her hand immediately flying to her cheek, her eyes wide with shock.

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