of this so–called
Chapter 86
Since they wouldn’t let her have peace, she was determined to make everyone pay.
Adah, standing nearby, was shocked to hear Claire hurl such insults at Nathan. Her hands flew to her mouth, her face a mask of fear and anxiety. She shrieked, “Claire, how can you speak to your father like that? You’ve crossed a line!“?
Vanessa stopped crying and peeked out from behind Adah, muttering softly, “Sis, how could you wish such a thing on Dad? That’s so ungrateful.”
Claire, as if she’d just heard the most absurd joke, retorted, “I crossed a line? I’m ungrateful? Look into your hearts and ask yourselves if you deserve my respect! How have you treated me all these years? Have you ever considered me family?”
“You show me who you are, and I’ll show you how I feel.”
“Understand?!”
Nathan’s fury erupted upon hearing such rebellious words. His eyes were bloodshot, like those of a bull provoked beyond reason.
He violently shook off Ethan’s restraining grasp, raising a fist to strike Claire
Remarkably, Ethan and Adah just watched coldly, seemingly ready to let Nathan teach her a lesson.
Just as Nathan’s fist was about to land, May rushed in, shielding Claire with her body. “Sir, you can’t hit her! Miss Claire is injured!” Nathan roared, “Get out of my way! Today, I’ll beat some sense into this ungrateful brat.”
As he said this, he swung his fist toward May’s face.
May shut her eyes, bracing for the blow.
But it never came. After a long, tense moment, May opened her eyes slowly. She saw Claire, who had somehow pulled out a shiny utility knife, its blade pointed directly at Nathan 1
Claire’s eyes were icy, devoid of any warmth. Her grip on the knife was steady, without a hint of trembling. Any move Nathan made would be met with a swift and merciless response from the blade aimed at his fist…
The air in the room froze, everyone inhaled sharply.
Nathan’s anger was still
etched on his face, but it was now mixed with shock.
Claire had pulled a knife on him for the second time. How dare she?!!
She stared him down with a frosty gaze, as if she could slice him to pieces, “Move another inch, and see what happens. You wanted to hit me? Let’s find out whose weapon is faster, your fist or my knife.”
She had found the knife in the storage room, slipping it into her pocket for protection. She hadn’t expected to use it so soon.3
Nathan’s rage was like a lit powder keg, but he was powerless against Claire. He could only breathe heavily, his breath rasping like an old, wheezing bellows.
His heavy, rapid breathing did nothing to quell his anger. Instead, it made his breathlessness worse. His head spun, his heart raced, and soon his limbs went numb. With a thud, he collapsed to the ground.
Adah, Ethan, and Vanessa were all terrified.
“Nathan, what’s wrong? Don’t scare me like this, Adah cried, rushing to his side, her hands shaking as she tried to revive him. Vanessa’s tears were genuine this time. She glared at Claire, her eyes full of blame, “This is all your fault
Claire remained unfazed, a faint, cold smile playing at her lips as she watched the scene unfold.
Even May was startled, “Miss Claire, what’s happening to him?!
Claire explained nonchalantly, “He’s experiencing a condition where excessive breathing leads to too much carbon dioxide being expelled, causing a pathological state where the blood’s pH level rises.”
May didn’t understand, “What does that mean?
“Respiratory alkalosis.”
May knew Claire was smart, but she hadn’t expected her to know this much. She panicked, “Miss Claire, what should we do?“! “Do what you can. If he can be treated, treat him. If not, let him die.”
