"How dare you!" Claire felt shivers run down her spine. Her hands clenched tightly in anger.
"Do you think I won't dare?! Do you know what secret father told me when he was drunk? He told me that you are not his child. That you're just a bastard!" Alice glanced at the figure that's slowly approaching them. She wants to make Claire make a scene, so she anxiously thought of the secret their father has revealed.
"SHUT UP!" Claire is actually quite rational, but hearing Alice spout nonsense like she will burn her mother's belongings and that she was a bastard child, she became very furious.
"What? You don't believe me? You want to hit me? Do it! Hit me if you dare!" Alice provoked.
*slap*
Claire fiercely slapped Alice. As though she suffered injustice, Alice let out an audible groan. Hiding her mouth that was still sneering, "Is this all you've got, Claire? A bastard is still a bastard. You will never be able to show your face outside. It's too shameful!"
"Shut up, Alice..." Claire grit her teeth as she said this. She wished that she had a knife at this moment so she could cut off Alice's tongue and stab her a thousand times. She was still so angry to see reason, she raised her palm wanting to slap Alice again when an iron-like grip stopped her. Claire turned her head in anger and was stunned to see a cold and emotionless handsome face.
"You..." When Claire saw his face, she could not believe what she was seeing and was not able to continue what she was about to say.
She could not speak not because he is too handsome, but because he looked exactly like her son.
Seeing that Dempsey stopped Claire from hitting her, Alice squeezed a teardrop, covered her face, and spoke in a wounded voice, "Little sister, how could you slap me randomly? What did I do wrong? How could you do this to me?"
Before Claire could react to the man that greatly resembled her son, she heard Alice's pitiful voice. Alice instantaneously turned from an assailant to a victim. She stared straight at Alice's eyes, and was amazed at how Alice's eyes quickly turned red and was filled with unshed tears. Claire was astounded for a moment and glanced at the man beside her. His face. He looked similarly to her son.
"This isn't making any sense." Claire muttered to herself as she was the only one that understood.
Dempsey Wilson smirked coldly. He thought Claire was stunned because she was infatuated with him. He sneered at her with extreme disgust, "Why did you hit her?"
Claire's thoughts were immediately pulled back to reality. Hearing his cold voice towards her, Claire realised that this man is seeking justice for Alice. When she thought of how Alice called her a bastard just now and also wanted to burn her mother's things, the fire that was slowly extinguishing burned brighter.
"None of your business! Let me go!" Claire was furious that she wanted to free herself from this man's tught grip.
Alice immediately acted demure and spoke gently, "Mr. Wilson, this is my sister. She didn't have any bad intentions. She just wanted me to introduce her to some famous managers, if I didn't agree, she would..."
Claire wanted to laugh when she heard Alice's absurd reasoning. She is truly a person fron the entertainment industry. This level of acting, it makes people look at her in a new light. Just a moment ago, she was like a tigress, but now, she wants to look like a good person.
"She wants to be famous with that average looks?" When Dempsey saw this woman hitting Alice, he naturally thought of her as a madman who wants to be famous. One can hear the mocking voice in the way he talked.