"You will spoiled brat!" Nick snapped and Sierra burst out laughing her laugh was gentle but so cold.
"Your mistress is so disgusting after my mother disappeared twenty years ago she crawled herself as the Mrs. Watergate, you other kids my half siblings are also disgusting, Amber, Sophia, Jose, Jessica, Matt, Lucas, and Carter stole t hard work so disgusting let's not forget how was beaten half to death and sent to a deadly planet to die," Sierra said.
"So I won't go."
"Sierra if you don't I will destroy the HCBP!" Nick snapped Sierra eyes narrowed HCBP it stands for Heavenly Cherry Bird Pharmacy. Sierra mother Freya was the founder of that place she left that pharmacy for to run when she came of age. She can allow people to bully her, make fun of her but when it comes to her kids and her mother repatriation even if it leads to her death she will not allow anyone to abuse any of her loved ones.
Sierra's eyes narrowed, her gaze piercing as she met her father's threat head-on. Her voice was low and deadly, a warning implicit in her tone.
"You dare to threaten the HCBP? My mother's legacy? You, who have done nothing but try to destroy everything she built? I don't think so, Father. You'll do nothing to harm the HCBP. I'll make sure of it. And if you try, I'll make you regret ever crossing me. I'll make you regret ever being my father." Sierra's words were laced with a quiet fury, a promise of retribution that sent a shiver down her father's spine.
Sierra's eyes seemed to bore into her father's soul, her gaze unyielding and unrelenting.
"You've threatened me for the last time, Father. I've had enough of your manipulation and bullying. You've hurt me, you've hurt my mother's memory, and you've hurt the people I care about. But I won't let you hurt the HCBP. I won't let you destroy the one thing that's still pure and good in this family." Sierra's voice rose, her words dripping with emotion.
"I'll do whatever it takes to protect the HCBP. I'll fight you, I'll fight the entire family if I have to. But I won't back down. I won't let you win."
Sierra's chest heaved with emotion, her eyes flashing with determination.
"You've underestimated me, Father. You've always thought me to be weak, to be a pushover. But I'm not. I'm the daughter of Freya, the founder of the HCBP. I have her strength, her courage, and her conviction. And I'll use it all to protect what's mine. You can try to destroy the HCBP, but I'll stop you. I'll find a way, no matter what it takes." Sierra's voice was firm, her jaw set in a determined line.
"You've started a war, Father. And I'll finish it."
"You brat! I will destroy those kids of yours!" Nick snapped as he pointed at the Zeken holographic screen as if he was pointing at Sierra who was touching a railing which crushed in her small palm all the elements seemed to start to create chaos but she took a deep breath and calmed down her eyes were deadly.
"I dare you try.
Sierra's eyes seemed to freeze, her gaze turning to ice as she met her father's threat. Her voice was low and even, a deadly calm that sent a shiver down her father's spine.
"You'll never touch my children. I'll kill you before you even get close to them. I'll rip you apart with my bare hands if you so much as breathe in their direction. You're not even worthy of being in the same room as them, let alone hurt them." Sierra's words were laced with a quiet fury, a promise of violence that was both terrifying and mesmerizing.
The air around Sierra seemed to vibrate with tension, the elements responding to her emotions. The wind picked up, the trees swaying in the breeze as if sensing the storm brewing inside her. The sky darkened, clouds gathering on the horizon as if to mirror the turmoil in her soul.
Sierra's eyes never left her father's face, her gaze burning with a fierce intensity.
"You've made a grave mistake, Father. You've threatened the one thing that's most precious to me. And now, you'll pay the price."
Sierra's voice dropped to a whisper, her words barely audible over the rising wind. "I'll show you what it means to cross me. I'll show you what it means to threaten my children. You'll regret ever being born, Father. You'll regret ever laying eyes on me."
The air around Sierra seemed to crackle with energy, the elements responding to her emotions. The wind howled, the trees creaking and swaying in the gusts. The sky darkened, lightning flashing across the horizon as if to mirror the turmoil in her soul.
Sierra's eyes flashed with a fierce light, her gaze burning with a intensity that seemed to pierce through her father's very soul.
"You should have stayed out of this, Father. You should have left me and my children alone. But now, it's too late. Now, you'll face the consequences of your actions."
The wind died down, the air falling silent as if in anticipation of what was to come. Sierra's gaze never wavered, her eyes fixed on her father with a deadly intensity. The only sound was the soft hum of the Zeken holographic screen, a reminder of the children that Sierra was willing to fight to the death to protect.
"Stupid brat don't forget I am 340 years older then you and I am a powerful mage!" Nick snapped he was frighten of Sierra but he can tell that the obedient little who was ugly and stupid is no longer there.
Sierra's eyes flashed with amusement, her voice dripping with sarcasm.
"Oh, I'm shaking with fear. A 340-year-old mage who can't even control his own family. You're a joke, Father. And as for being powerful, we'll see about that. I've been training in secret, and I'm not the weak little girl you think I am."
Sierra's smile grew wider, her eyes glinting with a fierce light.
"You see, Father, I've had enough of being underestimated. I've had enough of being treated like a fool. And I've had enough of being threatened. You want to play with fire? Fine. I'll show you what it means to cross a Watergate. I'll show you what it means to threaten my children."
The air around Sierra seemed to crackle with energy, the elements responding to her emotions. The wind picked up, the trees swaying in the breeze as if sensing the storm brewing inside her. The sky darkened, clouds gathering on the horizon as if to mirror the turmoil in her soul.
Sierra's voice dropped to a whisper, her words barely audible over the rising wind.
"You may have 340 years of experience, Father. But I have something you don't: the power of the Watergate bloodline. And I'm not afraid to use it."
The wind howled, the trees creaking and swaying in the gusts. The sky flashed with lightning, illuminating the darkening landscape. And in the midst of it all, Sierra stood tall, her eyes blazing with a fierce determination. She was no longer the obedient little girl her father remembered. She was a force to be reckoned with.
Sierra's eyes narrowed, her gaze cold as she ended the call. She knew she had to play along, for now. But she was already planning her next move, her mind racing with strategies and countermeasures. The dinner would be a battlefield, and she was ready to face whatever lay ahead.