Chapter 459: Who Do You Think You Are?

Cheyenne's reaction left Abbie feeling as if she had punched a pillow with all her might. Since she couldn't anger Cheyenne, she decided to change the topic. Abbie, brimming with arrogance, walked up to Cheyenne. She looked down on her, her gaze regal like a queen, while Cheyenne appeared like a lowly captive. Smack. A powerful slap landed on Cheyenne's fair and flawless cheek, causing it to quickly turn red and swollen. Cheyenne didn't even furrow her brows, her icy gaze fixed on Abbie, as if saying, "Just you wait." Abbie's defiant attitude only made her more displeased. Cheyenne was the one who had been slapped, yet how dare Cheyenne look at her with such an arrogant, domineering gaze? Who gave her the gall? Kelvin's pupils slightly contracted; all of his attention was focused on Cheyenne's swollen face, visibly filled with concern. "Cheyenne." "Abbie, don't touch her!" A warning voice resounded in the room, entering Cheyenne's ears, feeling like an unexpected gust of wi