stirring emotions.

CHAPTER SEVENTY EIGHT

ALEXANDER

I opened the door and walked into the sitting room, only to see Beverly standing in front of Sally with her hand on her chin.

Sally was staring down at Beverly with rage in her eyes. Beverly turned around, and when she saw me, she burst out into tears and rushed towards me.

She hugged me tightly and buried her face in my chest as she continued to sob for a while.

"Are you okay?" I asked her.

"Sally slapped me," she cried out.

I lifted my gaze to look at Sally. She cast me a glare that I could not explain before she began walking away.

"I am so sorry about that," I apologised, and tried to walk away, but she dragged my arm.

"Why are you walking away just like that? You are supposed to call Sally back and still her for slapping me."

I turned around and faced her.

"I already apologised to you, right? Why are you being difficult then?" I asked her.

"Sally should be punished for her offence," Beverly insisted.

"I know that Sally would not just hi