Jarvis was too lazy to even speak. He kicked my best friend on the leg and forced her to kneel in front of Quinn.
Before I could react, Garry grabbed my hair tightly.
The pain from my scalp tearing almost made me unable to open my eyes and by the time I caught my breath, I knelt before the culprit who killed my father.
Quinn leaned close to my and my best friend's ears and every word he said was heart-wrenching, “Do you know your father was killed by your own hands, right?”
My best friend and I suddenly widened our eyes.
Quinn curled the corners of her mouth and spoke in a light tone, “Your father was not only beaten to death.”
“It was Garry and Jarvis who thought they didn't deserve treatment and stopped the operation midway, causing their wounds to worsen and they lost their lives.
“What would it be like for your father to be lying in the emergency room, conscious of his own death?
“This is all because you two daughters sent your father to hell with your own hands!”
My face turned paler as she spoke. While my best friend completely broke down.
With bloodshot eyes, she threw herself on Quinn and slapped her like crazy as she yelled, “Quinn, you are not a human!”