Olivia's POV
I couldn't believe it. My ears felt hot. Did he really say that? Frederick wanted me to apologize to Selene—or she would do to me what I did to her? This was unbelievable… it felt like a dream.
"Apologize?" I asked, lifting a brow.
"Yes," he said, his face cold and hard.
I gave a small laugh, then nodded. "Okay."
I walked toward Selene, my heels clicking on the floor. She stood still, her lips curved as if she had already won.
I stopped right in front of her. Then, without warning, I raised my hand and—Smack!
The slap rang loud in the room. Selene's head jerked to the side, her hair flying across her face.
"That," I said, my voice low and full of rage, "was the slap I didn't give back."
Her eyes went wide in shock, and for once she didn't look so sweet. She couldn't act innocent.
Frederick's eyes darkened, his whole body tense, like he was about to explode, but I didn't care.
