“Even after I waltzed in here and made you the laughingstock of the whole upper circle, you’re still shamelessly clinging to the Hudson family like some parasite.”
“Oh right, your grandma died last month, didn’t she?” Her tone was syrupy and cruel.
“Now that your precious old woman’s gone, I guess you’ve got no one left to rely on. Well, it makes sense you’d cling to Michael like he’s your last lifeline.”
She suddenly remembered something, laughing as she brought her phone screen up to my face.
“Oh right, remember the day you begged Michael to fly a helicopter to take you to the hospital to see your grandma one last time?”
“Wanna know why he didn’t take you?”
“Because he had promised to take me to the beach to watch the sunset. Look, the photo of us kissing on my phone screen was taken during that moment.”
Unable to endure it any longer, I slapped the phone out of her hand and grabbed her by the throat.
The black bottle in her hand slipped and fell.
The sharp, acrid stench of gasoline instantly filled the air.
In chaos, Daniela hastily lit the gasoline on the floor.
Thick smoke filled the air, and flames erupted violently.