Chapter 92 Who the Hell Do You Think You Are
- “Sis, you okay? What happened?” Joanne asked, worried.
- “He groped me, so I slapped him. Then he slapped me back…” Tiff pointed at the guy called Smartie, her voice small and shaky. Her nerves were shot, and she had no idea what to do.
- “Which eye saw me touching you?” Smartie glared at her. “The lights were so dim. Could’ve been someone else. Why pin it on me?”