Jasmine Yale had long grown used to Lana Fern's sharp tongue.
In the past, such words might have upset her, made her feel shameful.
Now... her heart was still as a lake.
Lana Fern wiped the water off her face and was struggling to climb out of the fountain.
She now was in quite a mess, with her make-up completely smeared. Her eyeshadow, foundation, and lipstick were all mushed together, making her look like a painted cat.
Lana's gaze was as sharp as a knife.
She wished she could tear Jasmine apart.!
"Slut! Filthy to the bone!", Lana spat out venomously, "No wonder your parents don't want you! You deserve to be left in the streets to starve!"
Jasmine bent over, picked up a stone from the ground.
"What are you going to do?", fear flashed in Lana's eyes.
Jasmine threw the stone with all her strength!
The stone hit Lana's shoulder dead on!
Hiss—
Lana grimaced in pain, covering her shoulder.