Claire nodded, the frown between her eyes indicating her anxiety.
Soon, from the outside passage, Lady Wilson’s slow walking pace sounded, paired with the sound of her cane hitting the floor. Behind her were Christopher, Harold and Wendy. Harold, who was beaten up and arrested some time ago, had just been bailed out by Lady Wilson from the police station. Thus, he was full of resentment and hatred as he glared at Charlie.
Charlie, of course, couldn’t care less. Today was his wife’s office’s opening ceremony, he didn’t want to have any conflict with these hooligans. He would not jump on them as long as they kept themselves decent.
Wendy walked ahead and sneered, “Claire, you didn’t even say hi to grandma, when did you become so rude?”
Claire replied flatly, “I was kicked out of the Wilson family, so, in other words, we are not related!”
“Damn it!” Lady Wilson banged her cane to the ground hard and said furiously, “You are a descendant of the Wilson family and we are related by blood. You were born as one of us and when you die, you’ll be our family’s ghost too!”
Charlie said sarcastically, “You’re a little double-standard, aren’t you? When you kicked her out of your family, you said that she was not part of your family, yet now, you claim that she is one of you, alive or dead? Isn’t that a little too contradicting?”
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