When he reached the staircase corner, he only saw this woman crash hard into Mabel. The impact was so strong that even though he caught her in his arms, pain still coursed through him. It was clear what the consequences would have been if Mabel had really been knocked down the stairs.
Hannah was just starting to regain her senses, cold sweat trickling down her body, but at this moment, she wasn't about to admit any fault. She stubbornly insisted, "So what? Who asked her to slap me? What if I knocked her? She didn't stand firm herself and fell down the stairs. What does that have to do with me?"
Kyle's lips curled into a faint cold smile, his sharp eyes icy, "Very good."
Before Hannah could understand what "very good" meant, the next moment, she was kicked into the air, her body slamming heavily against the nearby wall before falling to the ground.
