"Dad?" Mr. Fenring was shocked. He staggered a little before swaying forward to regain his balance.
"Do you think you're exempt? Kneel!" Director Fenring ignored his son before moving to give his son's companion an equally brutal slap for the troubles her greed had caused. Judging by her smeared makeup and reddened skin tone peeking underneath her thick foundation, the crisp sound resonating across the botanical gardens wasn't for show.
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