Helen took two steps backward subconsciously, looking a little horrified. After all, she had seen Claire's strength, and her wrist was still hurting.
"Good!" She pointed to Claire and stared at Ada. "Let's wait and see. I must make you Smiths pay a price!"
With that, she picked up Bob and limped out of the room.
Ada hurriedly chased after her. "Helen, this is all my fault. I will teach this girl a good lesson. Don't be angry!"
Claire jumped off the table and walked to the closet. She picked up the clothes on the floor, shaking off the dust. Then she walked to the bed, and slowly picked up the tattered Doraemon dolls.
Her face was dark.
She didn't care about the other things but these dolls were her treasure.
Not long after, Ada returned to the room, her face all dark.
"Claire, go to Helen's home and apologize! Even if they want you to kowtow, you'll have to do it!"
Kowtow?
