Everyone was confused.

They all looked at Zion.

Before Leonardo could say anything, Louisa’s expression soured. She let go of Leonardo, slapping Zion across the face.

Smack!

The slap was loud and clear.

It left a mark on Zion’s face.

“Zion, are you crazy? This is Mr. Logan. You should be on your knees apologizing to him!”

After that, she turned to look at Leonardo apologetically. “I’m so sorry, Leonardo. It’s my fault. I failed to keep him in line. He’ll get it when we get home.”

“Hmph.”