Chapitre 267: Crisp Slaps

Clara tasted blood in her mouth, and her jaw throbbed with pain. Tears welled up in her eyes.

"You old hag," the figure said coldly, her piercing gaze boring into Clara. "Just like how you forgot to teach your daughter the right things, your mother must have forgotten to teach you as well. But don't worry, I'm always ready to knock some sense into nasty minds like yours. And I don't care if the person is elderly—my way of teaching doesn't discriminate by age."

"You, how dare you hit my mother?" Briena spat angrily, forgetting her own tears.

Slap!

Briena joined her mother on the floor, clutching her face. The sting mirrored the one her mother had felt moments ago, adding to her already teary-eyed humiliation.

The figure knelt on one knee in front of the mother-daughter duo.