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?

still had that old bag… that old lady to back you up, but she’s dead

to bully

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

bounce back.

of the old Assex lady. Now that Joanne had passed, she was free from her restraints. Like a caged bird, she

this didn’t last long.

than ten security guards that worked for the Assexes

uniform and holding onto a 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 me.” Alex was speechless. ‘Something must’ve gone wrong when your mother gave birth to you.’ “Alex, Dorothy, both of you have crossed the line! We’re

trying to ruin it!

his daughter up, visibly enraged. Alex didn’t want to waste any energy arguing with him. If it weren’t for

to insult him, giving

of him.

his condolences. He was just here

spectator. Dorothy spoke up. “We’re just here to send Grandma off, not to ruin anything. But your

bucket of water onto my mom!

have ungrateful pieces of sh*theads like you in our family! Get

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

crowd.