Behind the Kabuto, Jonea's reaction was entirely beyond words. Her feelings were mixed between shame, anger, and fear.
"What have you done?" Jonea said word by word with great emphasis on Edison.
"Who are you?" asked Ed, pointing a finger at Jonea.
Jonea was so furious. She still had her arms crossed over her chest. Her dress was almost down because of the open zipper, and there was nothing she could do about it in the presence of Edison.
Jonea turned quickly. With one hand holding the dress so it doesn't sag and the other carrying the hem, she suddenly kicked toward Edison's head.
Edison was cornered. His back hit the dresser. However, he could dodge until the tip of Jonea's heel only hit Ed's hair.
"Phew!" exclaimed Ed.
He was relieved that the high-heel kick had not bruised his h
