Fiercely turning her head, Rachel saw her mother standing outside the door in a calm manner. Sheryl told the maid to go back to her work before she closed the door and locked it from the inside.
"Mom where is that—"
Rachel suddenly feels a stinging pain on her cheeks. It took a few seconds for Rachel to register how her head was slanted to the right. Her cheek is still stinging sharply.
"M-Mom?!"
"What? Are you also going to scream at me and spit profanities on my face?" Sheryl asked with a raised brow.
The aftershock of her mother's slap still throbbed against the right side of her face, the force making her eyes water.
"M-Mom, Giselle..."
"Before you start looking for your sister, why don't you try to cool down for a bit? Do you also want to be the next trending online because of your bitchy attitude, huh?"