Chapter 22: A Slap in the Face

The surrounding air became condensed, and everyone turned to look at the delicate and petite figure. They couldn't believe that this sentence came out of her mouth. One million...to buy a hand! So cool! Danielle's heart trembled. She stared tightly at the person in front of her and said, "You... how dare you! I warn you not to mess around!" "Is that so? Look at me. Dare I?" Cheyenne took three steps and approached quickly, grabbing Danielle's fair wrist. She gave it a hard squeeze. A crisp "crack" could be heard, the sound of bones being dislocated. It sends shivers down one's spine. In an instant, Danielle's fair face turned purple and distorted due to the pain. "Cheyenne! You bitch! I'll kill you!" Her hand! Her hand really couldn't move, her entire palm felt like it wasn't hers anymore. The pain was excruciating even with the slightest movement. "Is that so? Do you have double standards? Besides, with your hand being worth a million, shouldn't you be happy?" Danielle