The Pinnacle Of Life

Claire might have the looks of a goddess, the body of a succubus and the voice of a nightingale. However, Alex knew well that she was just a crazy b*tch with human skin. She would bite you for absolutely

no reason, let alone having her makeup ruined by being splashed with a bucket of water. She shouted in anger and raised an arm, swinging her hand towards Emma’s face.

A crazy b*tch’s attack

really was something else. When Claire swung her hand, her fingers were slightly curled. Slash!

Three bloody incisions landed on Emma’s face. Emma dropped the bucket and touched her face only to find

her hand covered in blood.

Just then, she snapped and started screaming and shouting like a lunatic. “You

bitch! How dare you scratch my face? Die!” Emma lunged towards Claire, causing both Dorothy and Beatrice to worry. Just as they were about to help

their mother, Claire unexpectedly raised a leg and kicked Emma in the gut harshly.

Emma fell to the ground, unable to get up due to the pain. Alex and both Assex sisters were shocked. Beatrice turned to her sister. “When did Mom become so strong?” Claire placed her hands on her hips and scolded. “You little brat! Do you really think I’m some weakling?

old bag… that old lady to back you up, but she’s dead now! How dare

bully

am pretty hot tempered too.” Alex finally understood why. Claire was like a spring coil, the more

bounce back.

had passed, she was free from her restraints. Like

this didn’t last long.

than ten security guards that worked for the

black rubber bat, emitting an intensely terrifying aura. This made Claire tremble with fear and hid behind Alex. “Alex, this escalated way too quickly, you have to protect

trying to ruin it!

any more inhumane?” Anderson came out of the hall and helped his daughter up, visibly enraged. Alex didn’t want to waste any energy arguing with him. If it weren’t for Dorothy, he wouldn’t

memorial at all. The old lady used to insult him, giving him hell for no reason. She just wanted to get

of him.

deserve his condolences. He was just here to accompany his wife. He’s

send Grandma off,

bucket of water onto my mom! Aren’t you the ones who

don’t have ungrateful pieces of sh*theads like you in our family! Get lost!” The commotion had formed

its prime, they were able to be in the upper middle class. Many relatives, neighbours and business partners had arrived at the memorial hall just to give their condolences to the old lady. The hall was extremely crowded as there were at least a hundred people. At that moment, half of these people had come out to check

crowd.