Chapter 128 The Second Shareholder
- Sophia’s POV
- Still on the floor, the sting of Madame Caliste’s slap burned hotter than the rage pulsing through my veins.
- My lip throbbed, my cheek stung, but worse than the pain was the humiliation. Kneeling on cold marble like some street mutt. No one had ever dared to treat me like that. Not even my father. And now here I was, trembling, eyes wide as her voice sliced through the air again.