Chapter 13

Genevieve slowly turned back. There wasn't a trace of anger on her face. She casually asked, "What is it? Was one slap on the left side not enough? Is the right side itching, too? Do you want me to slap that one as well?" "You!" Zachary instinctively took a step back. He had no doubt that Genevieve would slap him again in front of everyone. Being slapped in public once was humiliating enough. If he struck back, the moment word got out that he had hit a woman, he would drag the Lambert name straight through the mud. Either way, the Lambert family would be disgraced. That thought forced his anger down. He shot Genevieve a hard glare, then finally swallowed it. He grabbed Regina, who still looked like she wanted to argue, and yanked her close. "We're leaving." He hauled Regina away in a rush, retreating in embarrassment. He still hadn't even processed the humiliation when the lights in the hall suddenly went dark. Only the central stage remained brightly lit. A tall figure walked u