Her carefully groomed long hair had now become a messy broom head.
"You... you..."
She wanted to curse someone out, but when she saw the employee looking at her with a fierce light in their eyes, and thought back to the beating she had just endured, a flash of fear crossed the depths of her eyes.
The words that reached her lips were forcibly swallowed back, and all she could do was sit on the ground, covering her face and crying softly.
With such commotion downstairs, she believed that Adam must have gotten the news by now, and he would definitely come down to save her.
A determined look flickered in her eyes.
But instead of waiting for Adam Jones to show up, she watched as Elly Campbell walked toward her "triumphantly," squatting down in front of her.
The corner of Elly's mouth curled up, and then she patted Sophie's swollen left cheek, like a villainous supporting character weighing 200 pounds, and said: