Ch. He Laughed While I Was Hit 20 He Laughed While I Was Hit 20

Chapter 20 

Francesca picked up the pen and signed without reading it. 

When she was done, she set the pen down and looked up at me. 

“It’s signed. Is there anything else?” 

“Yes.” 

I stood up. 

I walked around the table and stopped in front of her. 

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The first slap. 

I swung, my palm connecting with her left cheek. 

The sound cracked through the quiet office. 

Her head snapped sideways, hitting the back of the chair with a 

thud. 

Her eyes went wide. 

“You-” 

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The second slap. 

Right cheek. 

Harder than the first. 

A trace of blood appeared at the corner of her mouth. 

“Astrid!” Marco shot to his feet. 

David moved to block his path. 

“Mr. Marino, sit down.” 

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The third slap. 

Left cheek. 

Francesca’s face was already swelling. 

She tried to stand, but I pressed a hand to her shoulder, holding 

her in place. 

One hand was all it took. 

I didn’t need bodyguards. 

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The fourth slap. 

Right cheek. 

The force of the blow broke the clasp on her necklace. The chain slipped from her neck and fell to the floor. 

Eighty thousand dollars. 

It landed with a faint, metallic clink. 

The fifth slap. 

I lowered my hand. 

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