She bit her lower lip fiercely.
She was not alone.
She...
"Enna, what are you doing? Hurry and talk to Young Master Lawrence. Do you want to watch me get chopped up by the people outside before you'll be satisfied? I'm your biological father! Are you even human, to be so cruel? Now that you've fluttered up to the branches, you don't want to acknowledge me anymore, is that it?" Jacob Clark could really spout shameless nonsense.
Enna Clark's lower lip was nearly bleeding, her knuckles turned white as she strained to keep herself calm and said, "President Clark, we already severed our father-daughter relationship."
