The bodyguard gave an understanding nod and walked toward Fiona Keating.
"What are you doing? I'm warning you, don't touch me! If Nathan Redgrave finds out about this, he'll never let you... AHH!"
Before Fiona Keating could finish, she was struck hard with two slaps. Her face immediately swelled and turned red, stinging with a fiery pain.
Zachary Redgrave tilted his head, watching with an unhurried air. "Keep it down. Don't let her make a sound. This is a hospital, after all. We can't disturb the other patients."
"Understood, Master Redgrave."
The bodyguard roughly clamped a hand over Fiona Keating's mouth, then swung his other hand and slapped her viciously.
Tears streamed from Fiona Keating's eyes. Each slap felt like a knife carving into her flesh.
It wasn't just the pain; it was the humiliation.
Her agent winced just from watching. They wanted to intervene and plead for mercy but were terrified of getting caught in the crossfire and taking a beating for nothing.
