Ella stood in shock, unable to believe what she was seeing. Right before her eyes, Sean was pounding his fist against his own head, over and over again!
"Hitting himself? How amusing," Ella thought, her eyes filled with interest. Who would have guessed that the old man was clever enough to come up with such a tactic?
Sean landed several blows on himself before stopping, his forehead and eye sockets swollen and red.
"Ella! You vile woman, how could you? How dare you strike an old man like me?" Sean cried out. He then struck himself hard in the face with his cane, leaving him dizzy with pain.
Ella laughed in disbelief.
"Old Mr. Carter, no one's going to buy your act!" she said, unwilling to watch any longer. This devious old man was truly resorting to desperate measures!
