Chapter 25 The Argument With Kingsley

　　Freya's POV 　　Tracy was left dazed by the slap, blacking out for a second before she could identify the person who had struck her - Kingsley's sister, Joyce. 　　"Nice one!" I couldn't help but inwardly applaud Joyce. Never had I found her so adorable. 　　Tracy was unsteady on her feet and crashed directly into the table beside her. 　　The pyramid of wine glasses she hit tumbled over, clattering noisily. Tracy fell to the ground, her skirt's hem covered in red wine and glass fragments. 　　The party was abruptly interrupted by the loud commotion, drawing the attention of the crowd. 　　Joyce was in the midst of her rage, not yet realizing the trouble she was in. 　　She pointed at Tracy's nose and cursed, "You damn bitch! If you can't control your horny wolf all over the place, you'd better see a doctor!" 　　Saying that, she even moved as if to approach Tracy. Finley hurriedly restrained her, asking, "What are you saying?" 　　"She's practically throwing her boobs in your face, seducing you sha