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?

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

bully

Alex finally understood why. Claire was like a spring coil, the

bounce back.

had been suppressing her negative feelings because of the old Assex lady. Now that Joanne had passed, she was free from

this didn’t last long.

of more than ten security guards that worked

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

trying to ruin it!

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

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

of him.

didn’t deserve his condolences. He was just here to accompany his wife.

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

water onto my mom! Aren’t

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

all. When Assex Constructions was at 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

crowd.