Sparing You

In their eyes, this was a performance. It was a feast for them to enjoy. Jenny's eyes were full of arrogance. She never stopped acting stuck-up. She shouted at the girl, "Jane, why did you spend so much effort helping that b*tch Lucille? How dare you go against me for her sake? Do you regret it now?" "As long as you say that you regret it and beg me for mercy, I can consider sparing you this time!" The girl named Jane Wood did not speak, but her reluctance was obvious. She was unwilling. "Fine, then!" Jenny sneered. "You asked for it, b*tch!" This time, Jenny had accumulated all her strength. Bang! The tennis ball flew out violently. Just as the ball was about to hit Jane's face, a slender figure suddenly appeared. Lucille picked up a tennis ball on the ground, caught the ball that was flying, and then sent it flying. Smash! With its swift and violent strength, ruthless momentum, and more precise angle, the ball returned to Jenny's direction. The tennis ball hit Jenny's forehead, causi