Jolie was completely baffled, a string of question marks running through her mind. But when the girl suddenly dropped to her knees, it genuinely startled her.She quickly reached out to help her up. “Get up first. We can talk properly.”Before Jolie could react, the girl grabbed her hand and slapped herself hard across the face with it.Smack!The crisp sound echoed in the quiet hallway, leaving Jolie frozen in shock.”Why did you hit me?”The girl, who had just been crying like an innocent damsel in distress, now clutched her face and loudly accused her. “Ian and I are the real couple! You’re the one coming between us. How could you hit me?” Jolie blinked, completely dumbfounded, as the girl’s voice rang out.A few passersby paused, glancing over to witness the commotion.Meanwhile, lan, who had been waiting and wondering why his girlfriend hadn’t returned, came looking for her. The scene he walked into-his girlfriend on the ground, crying and accusing Jolie-made him stride forward, his expression dark.He quickly helped his girlfriend up, wrapping a protective arm around her. “What’s going on?”The girl buried herself in his arms, sobbing as though her heart had been shattered. “I don’t know,” she whimpered. “I came to the restroom and thought she looked familiar, so I greeted her. But when she realized who I was, she hit me! lan, why would she do that? What did I ever do to her?” Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ Findηovel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.lan turned to Jolie, his brow furrowed in displeasure. “Miss Quin, don’t you think you owe me an explanation for this?”What?!Jolie almost laughed at the absurdity of it all. Her gaze turned icy as she calmly said, “First of all, I don’t know this young lady at all, nor do I have any idea what your relationship is. Second, I didn’t hit her. She called out my name, knelt in front of me, and then grabbed my hand to slap herself.” Her tone was steady and measured as she explained the situation, not a hint of panic in her demeanor.Finally, she added, “lan, if this is your girlfriend, I suggest you have a serious conversation with her. It seems she may have misunderstood something, which led to this… dramatic behavior.”The girl clung to lan, tears streamingdown her face as she sobbed, “You’re just using your status to bully me know I don’t belong in your world, but lan and I have real love No matter how much power or influence you have, you’ll never win his heart!” Jolie’s brow furrowed, irritation rising.What was wrong with this woman? Was she completely delusional?lan glanced at his girlfriend, her tear-streaked face and red-rimmed eyes tugging at him. “She’s not the type to cause trouble for no reason,” he said firmly. “Miss Quin, if you have a problem, you can take it out on me. Just don’t hurt her, alright?” Jolie’s good upbringing was the only thing stopping her from rolling her eyes.She had once thought lan was a smart man, but clearly, she’d misjudged him.”Excuse me, but I’ll have to pass on this nonsense,” Jolie said coldly, turning to leave. She had no intention of wasting more time on their ridiculous drama-she had better things to do.”You think you can just walk away?!” The girl blocked her path, her voice sharp and unrelenting. “You hit me and can’t even apologize? You people with all your status, power, and wealth-don’t you have any decency at all?” Jolie’s expression darkened completely.She turned to lan, her tone cutting. “Mr. Moore, what’s your take on this?”lan’s lips pressed into a thin line, his gaze heavy with disapproval as he looked at her.Oh, so he was siding with her.Perfect.Smack!Jolie’s hand moved in one swift, decisive motion, landing a clean slap across the girl’s face.”You keep accusing me of hitting you,” Jolie said, her voice cool and razor-sharp. “I’m not one to let baseless accusations slide, but since you’re so determined to claim I hit you, I thought I’d make it real. And trust me, if I truly lose my patience, no one here will enjoy the outcome.” She pulled a disinfectant wipe from her bag and meticulously cleaned her fingers, her movements slow and deliberate, as though she’d touched something unpleasant.