Chapter 123 The Last Of Us

• Mr Lancaster opened his mouth to speak, but Freya's hand flashed out. It went connecting with a resounding slap.
• The sound echoed through the room, a stark reminder of Freya's fury. She was quiet all along, but it didn't mean she was stupid. The candles flickered, casting eerie shadows on the walls. Lancaster saw stars dancing in his eyes. You can only imagine the view. Lancaster's head snapped to the side, his eyes wide with shock and fear. His cheeks flushed with anger, but Freya's grip on his shoulder tightened.
• Her fingers dug deep, her nails biting into his flesh. "Shut up," she hissed, her voice venomous. "You've spoken enough." She continued. Another slap followed and another, each one landing with precision. Lancaster's face contorted in pain, his eyes welling up with tears.