A Journey from Bitterness to Truth (Matilda and Yvan) novel Chapter 817

"Stop pretending to be the good guy!" Donna's voice sliced through the air like a knife as she heard someone speak up for Matilda. Her fury was palpable, and she stormed forward, landing a sharp slap across the receptionist's face.

The sound echoed through the lobby, leaving everyone momentarily stunned.

Donna, unfazed, blew on her palm as if she had merely swatted away an annoying fly. "Wow, that was quite a thick skin you've got. My hand actually hurts."

"You..." Matilda was taken aback by the sudden turn of events. It was clear that Donna was wary of Matilda's skills and thus refrained from confronting her directly, but she had no qualms about bullying someone else. It was a classic case of picking on the weak while fearing the strong.

The receptionist, who had only spoken up to lend a word of support, was caught completely off guard by the slap. Blood trickled from her nose, ruining her carefully applied makeup.

As the face of the company, receptionists, especially at prestigious firms, were expected to maintain an impeccable appearance and demeanor. This young woman was no exception, a graduate from a top-tier university, fluent in three languages, representing Starlight Media with grace and professionalism. She never imagined she'd be slapped across the face by Donna, her dignity stripped away in an instant.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she struggled to maintain her composure. "What gives you the right to hit me?"

Her professional training kept her from retaliating, though anyone else might have been tempted to fight back, regardless of Donna being the daughter of a shareholder.

Donna watched the receptionist clutch her face, tears streaming down her cheeks, and let out a haughty laugh. "Oh, crying now? I bet you're just like Matilda, sticking up for her. How much is she paying you? Planning to ride her coattails when she becomes some executive's mistress, huh?"