The sharp pain nearly made Faye Sheffield pass out, but she still ran her mouth. "You bitch, my biggest regret is not putting a bullet in you that day!"
A sharp glint flashed in Annabelle Linton's eyes as she kicked Faye in the chest.
Faye Sheffield went flying, her body slamming uncontrollably into the wall before she passed out.
Without a single glance at her, Annabelle Linton walked over to Wendy King and slowly crouched down.
Wendy King looked at her, so terrified she instinctively shuffled backward. She wasn't defiant like Faye Sheffield. "Miss Linton… I was out of line that day, but it was only because Faye Sheffield wouldn't stop pestering me. Miss Linton, you're a bigger person than me, can't you please let me go…"
"Heh."
Annabelle Linton's crimson lips curled slightly. She lit a cigarette, took a light drag, and then arrogantly blew a cloud of smoke right in her face.
