The left side of the receptionist’s face had swollen up to the size of a bun.

As soon as Xyla Quest entered, she saw Mr. Brown pointing and cursing at her staff.

From her position, she could only see the man’s back and the crying receptionist, who had just been slapped.

Xyla was instantly furious.

She frowned slightly, gently pushed the black-framed sunglasses up the bridge of her nose, and quietly walked up to Mr. Brown.

When the receptionists and security guards saw her, they all quieted