Ill-bred

Claire curled up her red lips and chuckled coldly. "If you dare to smash it, I will kill you."

"I'm not afraid of you!" Bob gritted his teeth and was about to slam the computer to the ground.

Almost in the blink of an eye, Claire rushed up to him. She snatched the computer back with one hand, and pinched his neck with the other, slamming him against the wall.

Bob kicked his short legs in the air and yelled. "Let go of me! You ugly monster! Bad woman!"

Claire randomly dropped the computer aside, and the computer fell on the desktop accurately and steadily.

Immediately afterwards, she flipped her hand and pressed Bob to the ground, tore off a small piece of bed sheet, and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Since your mother has not taught you how to behave, I will teach you today."

Claire raised her hand and slapped him on the ass.

"Um… Um…"

Bob couldn't make a sound and blushed, bursting into tears from the pain.