Watching Victoria struggle in pain, Elara's beautiful eyes revealed a hideous look. She sneered, intensifying her actions, her lips curling into a cruel smile. "You filthy slut! How dare you seduce my man? I'll make your life a living hell!"
Elara continued to pour the wine, humiliating Victoria in front of everyone.
Her actions were violent and merciless.
By the time the bottle was empty, Victoria was already lying on the ground, in a pitiful state. Her dress was soaked and wrinkled, her beautiful hair hung messily over her face, and her delicate makeup was ruined.
Never in her life had she been so disheveled.
However, Elara didn't stop. She grabbed Victoria's hair and yanked her head up.
Then came slap after slap, harsh and relentless.
"Slut! Slut! Who gave you the guts to touch my man?!"