Chương 213: I'm aiming at you, you damn witch.

At this moment, there's only a step between the two.

After slapping Emily Winter, Melody Bailey looked at her own palm, anger thinly veiling her strikingly bright face: "I should have used my shoe to hit you, but there's no thrill in that. It's not satisfying."

Finishing her speech, Melody Bailey shook off her hand: "Slapping you with my hand was the right choice, it felt so good."

Hiram Bailey, standing behind, was watching this scene.

Admittedly, letting his elder sister know was the wisest choice.

He could deal with women, but he would never lay his hands on them, that's a principle.

So, physical action was naturally left to Melody Bailey!

At this moment, Emily Winter's eyes gradually turned red, she strode up to Melody Bailey: "How dare you hit me, who are you, what gives you the right to hit me!"

However, before her hand could touch a single hair of Melody Bailey,

She was slapped aside by Melody Bailey's second swing: "Who am I? You will know!"

Emily Winter: "..."