The battleax gave Claire a slap across the face that sent Claire spinning but made her a little soberer.
Cupping her swollen face, Claire looked at the fierce-looking woman and asked, “Who are you? What are you doing?”
The woman gritted her teeth. “What am I doing? I want to kill you, you little b*tch!”
Then, she turned to the bodyguard next to her. “Where’s the knife? Give it to me! I want to destroy this slut’s face!”
“Yes, Miss!”
The bodyguard produced a sharp knife and said, “Miss, don’