My fists clenched, and I stared coldly at her.
“Enemy? What the hell are you talking about? What did my parents ever do to deserve being butchered like that?!”
She dropped the act right in front of me. Her eyes turned sharp and full of hate.
“What did they do wrong? You should be asking what they did right! If it weren’t for them, my dad’s company wouldn’t have gone bankrupt! He wouldn’t have jumped off that building! You destroyed everything I had—and now that I’ve taken everything from you, you can’t handle it?
“What, seeing the person who killed your parents walking around fine and free—that hurts, doesn’t it?
“You know what? I should also thank your ex and your husband. Without them, I wouldn’t be living this happy life.
“Oh, your dad, right before he died, was still crying out for you, you know. I even recorded a video of him begging on his knees. Wanna see it? Go ahead—beg me first.”
The image of my parents’ brutal deaths flashed through my mind.
I couldn’t help my eyes turning red with rage.
Without thinking, I raised my hand and slapped this bitch hard across the face.
The force was so hard that the slap echoed through the room.
But instead of getting angry, Sylvie just smiled.