Chapter 50
The moment Raven finished speaking, a deathly silence fell over the entire first–class cabin.
And then, gasps of astonishment escaped the lips of several Marisela’s fans who had been secretly watching the commotion.
They couldn’t believe that Marisela had actually been slapped in the face by such an ordinary girl.
After all, Marisela had just said that her father was not only from the Duvall Group, but also from Valhalla!
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They couldn’t help but feel curious. Was this girl out of her mind? Didn’t she realize that provoking Marisela Duvall would only lead to her downfall?
Beside Raven, Preston, who hadn’t spoken just now, couldn’t help but curl his lips.
Raven was still as arrogant as ever, and he liked it. This girl acting recklessly in front of her was no different from seeking death.
He had to admit that Raven was so dazzling that he couldn’t take his eyes off her.
It was a long moment before Marisela came back to her senses. She stiffly raised her hand and touched her burning cheek.
Then, she slowly turned to Raven, her eyes filled with disbelief. “You dare hit me?”
She valued this face more than her life. But now, someone actually dared to hit her?
Before Raven could answer, Marisela suddenly raised her hand and managed to slap Raven hard across the face.
She was able to enter Regalhold University, so naturally, she couldn’t be some good–for–nothing who couldn’t even lift a finger.
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If she had reacted just now, how could she have been slapped in the face with a bank card by a piece of trash who could only get into a common school through a lottery?
She had put all her strength into this slap. As long as this slap landed, Raven’s face would be ruined.
However, just as Marisela’s slap was about to land on Raven’s face, her wrist was suddenly grabbed by an ice–cold hand.
The next moment, a crisp slap rang out on Marisela’s face.
“Slap!”
The immense force sent Marisela stumbling back several steps. At the same time, a trickle of bright red blood slid down from the corner of her lips.
Then, Raven’s emotionless voice reached her ears.
“Just now, I was paying you to get out of here. This is what you get for staying.”
This slap from Raven stunned the onlookers once more. This girl wasn’t satisfied with throwing a bank card in Marisela’s face, and now she had slapped
her?
But how did she do it? Everyone knew that Marisela possessed the combat prowess of someone who had been admitted to Regalhold University.
As shock and confusion filled everyone’s faces, Marisela raised her hand to cover her bruised cheek.
Her eyes were fixed on Raven, her calm tone suppressing a raging fury.
“You’ve really made me angry.”
Raven merely looked at her indifferently, her tone devoid of any hint of jest.
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“Apologize to me now, then slap yourself ten times and get back to your seat,” said Raven. “Otherwise, what you’ll face after you get off the plane won’t just be a few slaps.”
She could guarantee that if it weren’t for her mother and brother being here, if she wasn’t worried about scaring them too much, Marisela wouldn’t be standing in front of her safe and sound right now.
Marisela was taken aback when she heard Raven’s words.
She never dreamed that there would be such an arrogant, or rather, fearless, person in the world.
Raven already knew who her father was, yet dared to say such things as asking her to apologize and even slap herself.
She didn’t know whether to say Raven was too brave, or stupid.
“Fine, then we’ll see when we get off the plane!”
With that, Marisela took a deep look at Raven before heading straight to her seat.
After taking her seat, she took out her phone while the plane was still on the ground and dialed her father, Vincent.
When the call connected, Marisela recounted what had just happened in an extremely aggrieved and exaggerated manner.
A moment later, she received a reply from her father, who was already on his way to the airport to pick her up. After reminding him to bring more people, she hung up the phone with satisfaction.
Then, she turned to look at Raven, wondering whether she should rip her mouth apart or break her legs first.
After a while, Raven’s phone suddenly received a text message from Hugmuinn:
[Boss, I can’t get away. I’ve sent someone to pick you up.]
Two hours later, the plane landed smoothly at Regalhold Airport.
Marisela followed closely behind Raven and the others as they disembarked.
And Marisela’s fans, with a gossipy curiosity, followed them.
A few moments later, Raven and her group reached the airport exit.
Marisela Duvall’s eyes suddenly fell on a middle–aged man in his forties, dressed in a neat suit, with an extraordinary aura around him.
“Dad!”
She shouted and hurriedly ran towards the man, her father Vincent.
Standing in front of Vincent Duvall, she immediately pointed at Raven. “Dad, it’s her, take her down!”
Almost as soon as Marisela finished speaking, Vincent’s searching eyes fell on Raven.
He immediately strode towards Raven.
Behind Marisela, a group of fans saw Vincent Duvall’s movements, and their eyes looking at Raven were somewhat complicated.
A genius with an ordinary background but whose strength far surpassed that of the professionally trained Marisela, was about to fall like this? They were all feeling pity.
However, they had to admit that if Raven hadn’t been so fearless in attacking Marisela, she wouldn’t have ended up in this situation. So, even if she was
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