Chapter 423 Tear Your Mouth
With just an inch, the whip would ruthlessly strike her face.
"Ah, I'm sorry. It's time to go on stage. I'm practicing."
Zayla smiled faintly. Whether it was her expression or tone, she did not have the slightest intention of apologizing.
Apologizing to a bastard with a foul mouth was a waste.
One of the socialites almost got beaten up, so how could she let it go?
She immediately picked up the whip and swung it at Zayla.
"Bitch, you dare to attack me? I will beat you to death today!"
But the moment the whip fell...
Zayla held onto the whip firmly. She grabbed it and pulled the lady to her front.
The next second, Zayla grabbed her hand.
"Ah!"
The lady screamed. Her face was twisted in pain.
However, she was restrained by Zayla and could not move at all.
"You guys, why aren't you coming to help?"
She immediat

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