"Violette, this time you've gone too far in hurting Damien and Irene!"
The slap was so hard that it tore the corner of Violette's lip. This was the first time Hans had ever hit her.
Violette smiled bitterly as she wiped the blood from the corner of her lip.
"I didn't mean to hurt Damien. But Irene started the fight by destroying my dress and jewelry."
The second slap struck Violette's face again.
"Just because of a dress and some jewelry, you had the heart to burn Damien and Irene with an iron. Your heart is so cruel," Hans snapped. "You have to apologize to Irene!"
Violette gritted her teeth. "Don't you dare tell me to apologize to that bitch!"
"You..." Hans was about to hit her again, but seeing Violette's face already bruised and the corner of her lip torn, he lowered his hand, feeling guilty. However, when he saw Irene crying protectively as she hugged Damien, her back injured, his heart hardened.
He lifted Irene into his arms, then ordered the guards.
"Lock Violette in her room and don't give her food or drink until she apologizes."
Violette stared coldly at his back. Tears streamed down her cheeks. She wiped them away roughly.
Enough, Violette. Don't cry for him anymore!