Celine laughed. “He didn’t even mean to say it. It just slipped out.”
I asked again, “Slips of the tongue, one after another?”
Celine’s face turned cold and she ignored me completely.
Then my mom pointed at my face. “You still dare to try and drive a wedge between me and William. If you weren’t my son, I’d have killed you!”
“Just wait. Everything you’ve done to me will come back to you a hundredfold, a thousandfold, ten thousandfold.”
My tone was unusually flat, as if I couldn’t care about what would happen. Not long after, two security guards descended on safety ropes.
One security guard said, “You restrained him. I’ll force-feed him the medication!”
I smiled and said, “Go ahead. No need to bother. I’ll cooperate.”
The two guards were stunned for a moment, but they didn’t believe me. One still held me down while the other tried to force the medicine down my throat. Yet I cooperated and swallowed it.
They were both a bit stunned, but they didn’t say anything. They then both went back up. It wasn’t long before my stomach couldn’t take it anymore.
Then, hanging upside down, I began to poop in a handstand. Even the strongest willpower couldn’t control this, gushing out with unstoppable force.