"If my mom is watching from heaven, she'd be thrilled to know that Joy Dalton is dead!"
Aurora's icy voice rang out from behind Mrs. Dalton. The boorish woman never imagined Aurora would say such a thing. Believing her sturdy build would be enough, she tried to break free from Aurora's grasp and teach her a lesson. But after several attempts, she couldn't escape, and beads of sweat were already forming on her forehead. "Let me go! Let go of me!" Mrs. Dalton's sharp eyes spotted the police officer with a badge standing behind Timothy Sterling. "Officer, help! Arrest this heartless, depraved monster! OW!"
It all happened in an instant. The officer hadn't even processed what was going on before Aurora had Mrs. Dalton restrained. Hearing Mrs. Dalton's cry for help, the officer rushed forward. "Let go of her! You can't treat an elder like that!"
