After Elara's declaration, she waved her hand dramatically, looking every bit like a fierce female general riding off to war.
"Pfft!"
Julian stared at his mother in utter shock, spitting out the mouthful of soup he had just taken.
"Mom, you've maintained your elegant reputation your entire life. Are you really throwing it all away in your golden years?"
"Exactly!"
Elara nodded emphatically, letting out a spirited shout.
"I've watched everything Scarlett has done recently!"
"Being a dignified, polite woman gets you compliments, but it feels absolutely miserable!"
"I'm retired anyway. From now on, I'm going to be just like Scarlett—taking out anyone who gets in my way! I'm throwing all my titles and baggage out the window. I want to go crazy, vent my anger, and unleash hell!"
"Why should the Crofts be the Flynns' and Stetsons' designated victims? I am going to make them choke on every single penny they squeezed out of us!"
Scarlett's heart ignited. She immediately stood up and cheered in agreement.
"Yes! Justice might be delayed, but it will never be denied!"
"Welcome to the team! Let's tear them apart together!"
Elara smiled, her eyes practically sparkling with a dreamy light.
"Don't call me Mrs. Croft—call me Sis! From now on, we're sworn sisters. We'll fight our enemies together and march into the future. You and I are officially a duo. We'll call ourselves the Fury Sisterhood!"
"Sis!"
"Little Sis!"
Thrilled, Scarlett grabbed Elara's hands and shook them firmly.
As their eyes met, a rising flame of sisterhood sparked between them.
Julian stood frozen in place, staring at the newly minted "Fury Sisterhood" duo, absolutely dumbfounded.
His expression was complicated.
"Mom, if Scarlett calls you Sis, what exactly am I supposed to call her?"
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