"You dare?" Bernard yelled, veins popping up his neck in fury.
"No? You're as biased as ever." She slowly darted her eyes away, mumbling to herself. "She can kill someone however she likes, why can't I?"
"Dare to lay a finger on my daughter and you're finished." Bernard declared, and Valerie laughed.
"Haha, just as I thought." She said. "You treasure your daughter more than anything in this world. Too bad you didn't show that much love to your son. Lucas would be so so disappointed."
"What did you say?" Victoria flared as well. "You murderer, you're the one who landed my son in his early grave. How dare you speak of his name?!"
Valerie looked nonchalantly at her and then shrugged her shoulders.
