A sudden and overwhelming sound came out of nowhere.
As the sound of clapping approached, three figures turned up from the dark.
Jack lowered his head, fixed his eyes on the front, with a grim and dreadful smile outlined by his lips.
Elissa’s presumptuous arrogance was stamped out by her immediate astonishment.
Glaring at the three shadows, she cursed in rage, “Who’re there? Get the fuck out!”
“Mom ...”
Katherine moaned in grief.
After a moment of shock, Elissa gave a ferocious grin.
“Katherine Parry, I think I have disowned you. Now you’re calling me your mother, what for?”
As they spoke, Jack found that Lyndall Long, Willy Parker and Katherine had stood before him.
With tears being shed, Katherine puckered her lips and kept shaking heads at her mother.
Lyndall didn’t bother to pay any attention to them, but simply held Jack up.
“I’m so sorry, Mr. Hughes. Please let me settle it all.”
“Do as you say.”
Jack nodded in apathy. As he had a glimpse of the large bag, he saw what he believed a bundle of incense, candles, and joss papers.
His face lighting up with pleasure, he said, “I’m satisfied.”
As his words finished, Katherine rushed to Elissa with tearful eyes.
“Mom, put it down!”
Although she had been disowned, she and that woman were mother and daughter after all.
The blood ties gave her no reason to sit by.
Sure enough, she knew why she was brought here by Lyndall and what he attempted to do, which was nothing she wanted to see. She thought she could at least make a difference.
However ...
“You wicked girl! Stop there. I’m not your mother!”
Elissa shrieked with a fierce countenance, “I know you’re trying to stop me all because you’ve picked up another scumbag and try to impress him. Honestly, there’s no way!”
No sooner had her voice died away than she loosened her right hand, scattering a full handful of cremains into the blowing wind.
It was completely silent.
But it emerged as a bolt from the blue, leaving all the other startled.
“Mom ...”
Katherine cried out, so grieved that she felt giddy, kneeling down on the ground right away, whining till she became hoarse.
“Mom!”
Overwhelmed by the scene, Jack glared, widening his eyes as if they were ripping his face.
His sight desired to freeze-frame the dispersing cremains, only to find it impossible to stop them in their fading.
“Mrs Hughes!”
Mr. Ward and Brent let out a howl of anguish, kneeling down to support themselves.
A gruesome look popped up on Lyndall.
“Accidents have to be accepted while man-made evil can never be pardoned. Your asinine offence is monstrous to be forgiven!”
His words were full of rage.
What Katherine did was but for saving her mother’s life, which was recognized by all the present.
Except the stupid woman herself! She thought her daughter was simply putting on an act to impress?!
Lyndall squinted at Willy, lighting a cigarette without words.
“Willy, time to end her life.”
He spoke in a insignificant tone, yet it was significant enough to catch anyone.
“Kill me? How dare you!”
With a demented look, Elissa raised the cinerary casket and threatened, “If I get any harm, you won’t be able to preserve any of the bitch’s cremains!”
While at the same time, her arrogance was devoured into ashes by the sound of a gun being loaded.
Willy gradually raised his right hand, aiming the pitch-black barrel at the woman.
It strongly struck fear into Elissa’s heart.
She had been confident about her quick response of breaking the casket once they rushed forward to her.
But now it was a gun ...
At this very moment, the woman, crazy as she was, gained a sense of horror.
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