Leyla unexpectedly slapped, which Astor did not expect.
That little dirty-braided boy was also stunned and suddenly reacted, roaring, "Damn! You slut, how dare you hit me! You don't want to live!"
The dirty-braided boy was furious. He had never been slapped by a woman in public.
Snap!
His hand swung back forcefully.
This slap landed solidly on Leyla's face, instantly reddening her right cheek, which began to swell.
"You b***h! You dare to slap me? Watch how I play with you today!"
The dirty-braided boy was furious, glaring at Leyla and grabbing her arm, slamming her heavily on the car hood.
"Let me go! Otherwise, I will call the police!"
Leyla struggled and screamed, but it was useless.
The seven or eight people around were all Astor's friends and coldly watched as bystanders.
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