Chapter 157

They all denied it.

But the fact remained that she had been slapped.

The stinging pain in her cheek was proof of that.

This was too peculiar for words.

She shifted her suspicious gaze toward Trevor. With tears in her eyes, she bleated, "Was it you, Grandpa?"

Trevor's face fell. "You're my granddaughter. Even if you make me angry, scolding you is the most that I will do. How could I slap you?"

Samantha was about to have a nervous breakdown.

She patted her swollen red cheek. "But I really was slapped. There are so many people here. Hasn't anyone seen the culprit at all?"

The assistants all backed away. They were afraid of being suspected.

Abelin turned and walked toward Holly. He asked, "Can it be restored, Ms. Sinclair?"

Holly nodded. "Yes. But the paper is really thick, and there's a great deal of damage. It'll take a few days to restore it. Are you in a hurry to get it back?"

"No. You can take your time. Call me when it's done, and I'll come to pick it up."

"Alright."

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