"No way!" Mrs. Collins slapped the table fiercely and glared at Ada. "I will never let this matter go. I'll sue your daughter to death. Just wait for the lawyer's letter!"
With that, she stormed off with Becky.
Phoebe raised her flushed face. "Mom, what should I do?"
"It's okay." Ada hugged Phoebe. "Mom is here. It's okay."
The other side.
Claire had her arms around her chest, leaning against the wall outside the milk tea shop, with one of her long, slender legs slightly bent. It was a bit hot, so she took off her coat and tied it around her waist, looking more slender and sexier.
"Claire!"
There was an angry roar.
Ada rushed over and raised her hand. She was going to slap Claire's face.
Claire reacted quickly, grabbing her wrist and giving it a fierce wring. A cold light flashed in her eyes.
Ignoring the pain, Ada scolded her. "Look what you've done to Phoebe!"
