"Smack!"
Ruth walked over and slapped Kirk Cole across the face, her pretty face cold and detached, "This slap is for William Cole, for you harming your brother."
"Smack!"
"This slap is for you, from Mrs. Cole, for your ingratitude for her nurturing kindness."
"Smack!"
"This slap is for myself, for your mouthful of filth!"
"You!" Kirk Cole was so angered he nearly passed out, attempting to struggle to his feet but was firmly grasped by the Black Tiger Guards.
Elder Witt and Anita Witt stood off to the side, silently watching everything unfold, without stepping forward to stop it.
Most people had already left, with a few insignificant ones remaining, obviously waiting for news about Mrs. Cole.
By this time, William Cole had arrived in the hospital room, looking at Mrs. Cole lying on the bed, unconscious, with a complex expression, "Madam, are you really my mother?"
"Why did Elder Witt say your son has a seven-star mole on his foot?"
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