"Alright."

They confronted each other.

The atmosphere was tense and solemn.

It seemed to take a long time for Connie to make a compromise.

"If Christina releases Carrie, I'll let her go today.Although Connie still put her long knife for cutting toast around Christina's neck, Christina was not too afraid.Listening to Connie and her father's conversation, which seemed to have a double meaning, she found that they hided something from her.

"Carrie deserved it when she was caught"

Christina turned her face with difficulty and looked deeply at Connie, who was standing behind her, said stubbornly, "I won't plead for Carrie.You want me to release her? Dream on!"

"You dare!"

Connie looked into her clear eyes and gritted her teeth angrily.

The blade pressed against her blood vessel and exerted force.

Christina frowned in pain.

Bright red blood slid across her fair neck, which was especially dazzling.

Betty's heart almost jumped out of her chest.She hurriedly persuaded, "Connie, we'll promise you anything you want.What happened to Carrie? You make it clear...You release Christina.Don't hurt her...

But Christina seemed to be afraid of nothing.She spoke in a loud voice, "Connie, this knife is so blunt.It will take a lot of time to cut my blood vessels with it.A doctor will come in half an hour.You have to hurry up, or you will be in jail before my bleeding runs out..."

"Shut up!"

Christina originally wanted to anger Connie, but she didn't expect Donald, her cold father, to take the lead in scolding her.

He was so angry that he was coughing anxiously.

Seeing that he looked terrible, Betty immediately walked over and patted him on the back worriedly.

Connie glanced at Donald subconsciously.

Her face was gloomy and angry.She knew that Donald had been sick recently, and a doctor would come to check on him at a fixed time every day.She held a metal knife and wished that it would kill Christina immediately.

"Release her...I'll promise to all your requests."

Donald calmed down and gave Connie a promise in a hoarse voice.

Christina wanted to say something, but Connie had already pushed her away.

In fact, Connie held a knife against her just for a moment of anger and impulse.

She had always been rational.

With Donald's promise, she also found a way out.

really be a stupid thing to hurt

a dining chair and sat down, adjusting

Connie's face was gloomy.

clenched the knife tightly and slammed it angrily on

to Christina and looked at the

became anxious and

it painful? I'll put

neck was only

came to her mind from Connie's glare, her

"It's doesn't matter"

facial tissue on the table and pressed down

purple with rage, and

who was hurt, and her father was always so fierce to her.She and Betty

looked at each other with their

"What's wrong with Carrie?"

spoke first, probably because he was ill, and

baby

looked at Christina with

Carrie ina

time Donald and Betty had heard of

turned to look at

roared angrily at

you had

was not surprised

everything.She held a bad attitude and didn't say

whispered, "Your father is still sick.Don't anger him.Tell him

could be persuaded by reason

always

model would only have a negative effect on

car.So she was caught by the traffic police," Christina

did Carrie hit your

Betty couldn't understand.

was unharmed and was discharged the next day.Carrie had a concussion.She was transferred

coldly and turned to look straight at

someone.Carrie

face was cold and

police will investigate whether Carrie

in the

angrier when she heard her say this,

back.You let Charles directly convict Carrie.You want her

"I didn't!"

little strange and

was arrested for causing a traffic accident.I don't know why she was prisoned in a mental

slander her again.Her surprise gradually calmed

She guessed and asked.

plotting to? You want to escape from the responsibility of the traffic accident with mental illness, right?"Donald and Betty listened to their disagreements and couldn't judge the truth for a

it is

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