As I descended the hospital stairwell, a sense of relief washed over me, thinking I had finally escaped those two scumbags.
But as I pushed open the door to the first-floor stairs, a force stronger than anything I’d expected yanked me out.
I looked up and froze. Maxton’s eyes met mine, filled with a searing rage that sent a chill down my spine.
"Solana, what’s your game? Why did you intentionally close the elevator door and let Priscilla get trapped in it?"
Before I could react, he shoved me hard against the wall, his hands wrapping around my throat, his grip tightening with each breath I struggled to take.
"I didn’t," I gasped, fighting with every ounce of my strength to pry his hands away. "I didn’t see her get trapped when I left."
"Still lying?" His voice was venomous and the fury in his eyes promised nothing short of punishment. "Today, I’ll teach you a lesson."
A sharp slap echoed in the stairwell, the impact sending a ringing shock through my skull. Blood began to trickle from the corner of my mouth, the metallic taste sharp on my tongue.
His face twisted in fury, his anger so raw I feared he might tear me apart.
"Maxton, it hurts..."