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 Emmaâs face.
A crazy b*tchâs attack
really was something else. When Claire swung her hand, her fingers were slightly curled. Slash!
Three bloody incisions landed on Emmaâs 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. âYou
bitch! How dare you scratch my face? Die!â 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. âWhen did Mom become so strong?â Claire placed her hands on her hips
and scolded. âYou little brat! Do you really think Iâm some weakling?
Back then, you still had that old bag⦠that old lady to back you up, but sheâs dead now! How dare you
continue to bully my family?
Listen up twerp, I, Claire Bardot, am pretty hot tempered too.â Alex finally understood why. Claire was
like a spring coil, the more she was suppressed, the more she would
bounce back.
Claire had been suppressing her negative feelings because of the old Assex lady. Now that Joanne
had passed, she was free from her restraints. Like a caged bird, she was able to spread her wings and
fly now. However,
this didnât last long.
In just a few minutes, a group of more than ten security guards that worked for the Assexes rushed
over. They
were all wearing a black uniform and holding onto a black rubber bat, emitting an intensely terrifying
aura. This made Claire tremble with fear and hid behind Alex. âAlex, this escalated way too quickly, you
have to protect me.â Alex was speechless. âSomething mustâve gone wrong when your mother gave
birth to you.â âAlex, Dorothy, both of you have crossed the line! Weâre holding my motherâs memorial,
yet here you are
trying to ruin it!
Can you be any more inhumane?â Anderson came out of the hall and helped his daughter up, visibly
enraged. Alex didnât want to waste any energy arguing with him. If it werenât for Dorothy, he wouldnât
have attended
this memorial at all. The old lady used to insult him, giving him hell for no reason. She just wanted to
get rid
of him.
Hence, to Alex, she didnât deserve his condolences. He was just here to accompany his wife. Heâs
nothing
more than a spectator. Dorothy spoke up. âWeâre just here to send Grandma off, not to ruin anything.
But your daughter just splashed
a full bucket of water onto my mom! Arenât you the ones who are inhumane?â
Anderson huffed. âWe Assexes donât have ungrateful pieces of sh*theads like you in our family! Get
lost!â The commotion had formed a crowd around them.
The Assex family was a family of high status after 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 these people had come out
to check out the commotion. Under the Assexes influence, some started insulting Claire and her family,
spreading more rumours among the
crowd.
âOh, so sheâs Henryâs wife? I heard this woman is a homewrecker, she hooks up with other men all the
time. Thatâs why her husband couldnât take it and ran off with someone else.â
âI heard she doesnât have a proper job too, all she knows is to seduce men.â
âThe three women in this family look amazing though. Do you think theyâd be⦠With her son-in-law?â
âI also heard that the old lady was killed by that homewrecker! She found a guy in the mafia to beat her
mother-in-law to death! She mustâve hooked up with that mafia guy for him to help her like that.â The
insults and lewd comments became worse by the second. Some men started staring at the three with a
sly smirk on their faces as well. Claire felt as if she was about to explode.
She yelled. âYou idiots! Are you brain dead? How could you believe everything they say? Why donât
you ask
Benny Assex how the old lady died? They borrowed money from loan sharks to hire assassins to kill
us! Now
that they canât pay back their loans and they killed their own mother because of their foolishness!
Hey, Benny
Assex, how could you face your mother knowing that you killed her? She wonât ever rest in peace like
this!â Benny fumed. âCapture them and tie them up.â
Just then, a group of people in mourning clothes rushed into the hall. No one paid much attention to
them at first