Chapter 499

Attlee, Olga, and Yolanda felt like they were slapped right across the faces.

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Who would believe that Louisa had the guts to say that touching Yolanda was dirty and tiresome.

Was Yolanda’s face that dirty?

When the entire Collins family was ganging up on them and only Hans hadn’t taken a side yet, Attlee,

clinging onto the last bit of hope, tentatively called out, “Hans”

“Aren’t you going to do something?” Hans looked at him coldly, shattering his last bit of hope. “You

want someone else to do your dirty work?”

Everyone hoped that the Murphy family could get their act together and teach their daughter some

manners.

Finally, Attlee had no choice but to step forward, gritting his teeth, closing his eyes, and slapping

Yolanda hard across the face.

Yolanda had already taken dozens of slaps from Arabella; she was practically deaf in one ear. Her

pained expression didn’t look like an act.

But a bunch of snooty ladies continued to smirk and sneer.

‘That slap was so light, anyone would think you were tickling your daughter.”

“You think one slap is gonna make everything alright? Dream on!”

“Insulting Mrs. Collins is an insult to all of us. If you can’t do the dirty work, we’ll do it for you!”

“If you don’t make this girl’s face swell today, don’t even think about leaving this place!”

Yolanda watched as her parents were bullied, and her tears started to flow uncontrollably. She cried

out, “Stop tormenting my parents! It’s my fault; I’ll take the punishment. The next slap, I’ll do it myself!”

As she cried, she began to slap herself. She looked so pitiful, as if she were the most wronged person

in the world.

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But no one was moved by her performance, especially the high–class ladies who wore disgusted

expressions.

“Yoli.” Attlee was heartbroken to see her hit herself so hard; he couldn’t bear to look.

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“Enough/stop hitting yourself.” Olga watched as she hit herself again and again; her lips were bleeding,

and her heart ached. “Yoli, stop hitting yourself! Mom’s begging you: Look at what you’ve done to your

face!”

Yolanda slapped herself a dozen more times; she couldn’t hear from both ears now, and her vision was

also starting to blur. She might have hit herself too hard, she suddenly collapsed on the ground,

unconscious.

“Yoli, Yoli?” Olga immediately rushed over to hold her and ask, “Are you okay?”

Seeing the injuries on her daughter’s face, she couldn’t hold back her tears.

“Mr. Collins, Mrs. Collins, my daughter has passed out. Can we just drop this? We are deeply ashamed

that we couldn’t teach our daughter better. We sincerely apologize to you, especially to Bella!”

Attlee bowed formally, making a ninety–degree bow to show his apology

But Louisa saw through Yolanda’s tricks right away and said lazily, “I’ll count to three. If she hasn’t

woken up by then, your family won’t be welcome in. Summerfield.”

“Mrs. Collins, my daughter has fainted. You can’t possibly,” Olga didn’t get to finish her sentence.

Louisa started counting nonchalantly, “One.”

“Her face is already swollen badly, and her lips are bleeding. Mrs. Collins, can’t you find it in your heart

to forgive her? As an elder, aren’t you worried that,” “Two.” Louisa continued to count without a care in

the world. Why should she be afraid?

“Mrs. Collins, you,”

Just as Louisa was about to say three, Yolanda suddenly opened her eyes and pretended to be

panicked, asking, “Mom, why am I here? What happened?” “Yoli, are you awake? Are you okay?” Olga

wanted to touch her face but was afraid of hurting her, so she asked with concern, “You passed out just

now. How do you feel? Does your face hurt?”

“I’m not in the mood to watch your little drama.” Louisa said bluntly, “I won’t repeat myself. I want your

whole family to apologize to my daughter!”

So it turned out that the apologies from Attlee and Olga weren’t enough. Louisa wanted all three of

them to apologize to her daughter!

The high–society ladies around them were all urging them to apologize.