Chapter 35

Wendy's hand never landed. Zayn, who'd caught up from behind, grabbed her wrist. His eyes were sharp as he looked at Wendy.

Almost disbelieving.

"Why are you hitting her?"

Wendy hadn't expected Zayn to appear. Panic flooded through her.

Serena shrank back a small step. "Ms. Wright, what did I d...

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