Ethan quickly stepped in to stop Nathan. "Dad, please, let's not get heated. We can talk this out," he said, trying to calm the situation.
Nathan glared at Claire with fiery eyes. "Ethan, let go of me! I need to teach this disrespectful brat a lesson today!"
Ethan held onto Nathan tightly, making sure he couldn't get near Claire.
Claire met Nathan's gaze with a cold stare, filled with disdain for the man who was supposed to be her father.
This old fool—did he really think she'd forget the last time he tried to lay a hand on her? The memory of him almost wetting his pants when she grabbed a knife to defend herself was still fresh. Yet, here he was again, daring to raise his hand against her.
She could sense the deep-seated malice Nathan harbored towards her, different from the calculated coldness of Adah and Ethan. His hatred was raw and genuine.
Despite being her biological father, Nathan looked at her as if she were his worst enemy.
Under Claire's icy glare, Nathan barked, "Apologize to your mother and Vanessa right now!"
"Apologize? Why should I?" Claire retorted defiantly.
Nathan's eyes widened with fury. "You injured Vanessa and upset your mother. Don't you think you owe them an apology?"
"I hit Vanessa because she deserved it. And Mrs. Linwood cried because she's done too many shameful things. That's got nothing to do with me," Claire shot back, her words as sharp as daggers.
Nathan, trembling with rage, lunged towards Claire once more, but Ethan held him back. "Claire, can't you just say less?" he pleaded, anxious to diffuse the tension.
Claire crossed her arms, smirking. "Your dad's about to hit me, and I can't even defend myself verbally?"
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