"Mom, why did you hit me?" Lara Kemnis covered her face, feeling wronged.
"Why did I hit you? Isn't it because of your fine deeds!" Ms Sullivan was furious, as if she wanted to devour someone.
She pointed at Lara Kemnis's nose, her face veins bulging: "If it weren't for you insisting on adopting a dead girl from the mountains, would the old man have had an accident? If it weren't for you bewitching him, would he care so much about this dead girl? If it weren't for your self-assertion, would Nora be suffering such grievance now? I'm warning you, you better handle this properly! Otherwise, I will absolutely not forgive you! Get out of the Sullivan family and go off with your adopted daughter! Our Sullivan family doesn't need someone like you who bites the hand that feeds them!"
After saying that, Ms Sullivan swirled her sleeves and stormed off.
Lara Kemnis felt wrong and frustrated inside.
Was it her own desire to reach out to that dead girl?
No!
It was the old man's initiative!
