Mason coldly brushed Leah's hand away. "Why did you keep the last part hidden?"
Though he had agreed to work with Leah, their plan was only to create tension between Chloe and Ella—nothing about Sean framing Ella like what had just happened.
Leah raised an eyebrow. "That idea came from my grandfather, so I had no right to tell you."
Mason's eyes darkened with anger, and without warning, he slapped Leah hard, sending her sprawling onto the sofa.
Her face stung with a fiery pain, her ears rang, and her vision blurred from the impact. The force of Mason's slap was enough to make her taste blood on her lips.
Leah looked up, tears welling in her eyes as she glared at him with hatred. "How dare you hit me? Mason! Don't you also want Ella to suffer? Why treat me like this?"