Chapter 85

Lydia had watched Giselle grow up, and she had never liked Chantelle. The moment she got the signal, she raised her arm and slapped Chantelle again and again. Each blow landed on her face with a crisp sound. Within moments, Chantelle's lips bled, blood trickling from the corner of her mouth. Her cheeks swelled, round and red. Still, she glared at Marina. "I know you're venting your anger for Giselle. If this makes you feel better, hit me all you want. However, my intentions are clear and will never change, Mrs. Farrell Senior." She was challenging Marina. Marina's chest heaved, and fury swelled up to her throat. "Hit her harder! Don't stop!" "Stop right there!" Gavin came running in from the dark, the chill of the night clinging to his shoulders. "Grandma, what are you doing?" The moment Chantelle heard Gavin's voice, she collapsed as her knees gave way. Gavin rushed toward her and caught her from behind. He scooped her up into his arms, his expression dark as thunder. "Grandm