“Francis! Francis…” Naomi began to cry and sat on the ground bawling while Erica hugged her as they cried together.
Not to forget the remaining ‘actor’ Alex, who also looked solemn. He glanced at Anastasia whose face had paled under the lights. Elliot, on the other hand, had been supporting her from the back and assisted her to the bench.
Now, how could Naomi miss such an opportunity? She rushed over suddenly and she slapped Anastasia before Elliot could even react. A burning sensation grew on Anastasia’s face, but the very next second, a sturdy arm blocked her as Elliot questioned in a deep voice, “What do you think you’re doing?!”
“It’s you… You’re the one who did this to your dad! Why did you let him drink?! He had been fine taking his medications regularly! It’s all because of you! You Presgraves are guilty of killing my
husband!” Naomi seized this opportunity to curse them hard.
This time, she even scolded the Presgrave Family.
“Exactly! If my dad ends up in a vegetative state, you’ll be overjoyed, won’t you?!” Erica chimed in..
Anastasia’s ears went deaf for a few seconds as finger marks slowly appeared on her pale face.
Elliot could not bear to see her in such a state anymore. He glared at Naomi and Erica with cold eyes, then warned, “I dare you to touch her again.”
His gaze was murderous. If Naomi were not a woman, he would have definitely fought back.
Frightened by his aura, she took a step back as Elliot’s gaze stopped her from acting aggressive.
“Mrs. Tillman, please calm down. Our priority is to save President Tillman at this moment.” Alex came to drag Naomi away as he did not want her to cause any more trouble.
“Mom…” In truth, Erica was satisfied to see her mother slapping Anastasia.
Anastasia covered her cheek and remained silent. If it was not for the nerve-wrecking and guilt-inducing circumstances that she was in, she would not have stayed quiet about this.
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