Wendy was busy crying her eyes out in front of her grandfather after showing the blemishes on her cheek.
"She hit me, grandpa. Do something!" She screamed and that's when Klaus stood and slapped her other cheek.
"Is that better?" He asked. "Your cheeks are even now."
Wendy was surprised. She gritted at him.
"I hope you die, old man!"
He scoffed and shook his head.
"I will die soon. And no one would be there to help you." He said coldly. "Never, ever provoke that woman again. Killing her daughter would be enough."
Her eyes become murderous toward her grandfather.
"What makes you think that killing her daughter wouldn't provoke her?" She asked coldly.
"We will make it clean, that is why I won't let you touch them personally." He said coldly. "Locked her in her room for two weeks now." He commanded as they dragged her out of the room.
