At her command, the people around me closed in, their faces twisted with malice.
Several of them grabbed my arms, holding me down as icy drinks were poured over my head, soaking me to the bone. Someone shoved spicy snacks into my mouth, the sharp taste burning my tongue. I struggled, but more hands gripped my hair, yanking it mercilessly as fists connected with my sides and face.
Heather, clearly not satisfied with the chaos, picked up a glass bottle and smashed it against the lower half of my face.
“Bitch! Why won’t you apologize?”
Pain radiated through my body, and I gasped for breath, trying to defend myself. “I’m not wrong! You’re the one spreading rumors!”
Her eyes darkened, a feral grin spreading across her face. “Still talking back? Since you had the audacity to deceive my brother with that pretty face of yours, I’ll make sure you can never lie again!”
She tightened her grip, and I felt the sharp shards of glass dig into my skin, biting and tearing.
“What are you doing... ah!”
Fear and pain crashed over me in waves, and a scream tore from my throat. As Heather’s laughter echoed around me, blood mixed with drinks streamed down my face, the metallic taste filling my mouth.
In the depths of my agony, I managed to call out, my voice barely a whisper, “Jeremy! Save me!”
He watched the horrifying scene unfold, hesitation flickering in his eyes as he finally spoke to Heather, “That’s enough.”
But she was riding high on her twisted sense of power, her excitement palpable. “The call girl is greedy! This punishment isn’t enough!”
With that, she gripped my face, inspecting it with malicious glee. “This face is disgusting! If you don’t learn your lesson and apologize, I’ll carve the words ‘call girl’ right into your skin and make it public!”
Cheers erupted from the crowd, phones raised to capture every moment.
“Expose the bitch! Post it online so she can never deceive anyone again!”
“Heather is avenging his best friend—so loyal!”
“Hurry up! The camera’s ready—close-up!”
Panic surged through me as I realized the depth of their cruelty.
“Engrave it deeper, add some ink! It’ll never wash off! Hahaha!”
Amid the raucous laughter and taunts, Heather lifted her hand, a cruel smile twisting her lips. Just then, the door to the private room burst open.
“Who dares to touch my sister?”
