‘For my child and Dane, in this life, I will make you, suffer worse than death!’
She released her hand and gently increased the distance between her and Dane.
But Dane, who had finally gotten his beloved wife in his arms, was reluctant to let go.
"Honey, let go of me for now. Elsa and ma’am are waiting for me." She said softly, pushing against the man's firm chest with her blushing face.
Being only twenty years old, her voice softened, becoming sweet and glutinous, which was extremely pleasant to listen to.
Dane took a deep breath and finally let go of her. However, one hand still firmly encircled her waist, showing his dominance.
Callie didn't object. Although her face was haggard, she now had a slight smile on her lips, leaning against the man as they walked up to the two women.
"Callie, are you alright?" Mrs. Bryan obviously felt something different but couldn't pinpoint what it was, so she asked with some confusion.
"What could be wrong with me?" Callie looked at her innocently, and her expression suddenly turned vicious when her gaze moved to Elsa, who couldn't hide her jealousy.
"Slap!"
A sudden crisp sound left everyone stunned in place.
Elsa, who had just been slapped hard, hadn't reacted yet when Mrs. Bryan, who was worried about her daughter, couldn't help but scream out.
"Why did you hit Elsa?!"
Callie was taken aback by her shout, and tears welled up in her eyes.
"Ma’am, why are you so fierce?"
"Elsa lied to me, saying that taking sleeping pills wouldn't cause any harm, but it almost killed me. I just slapped her once, that's not too much!" She said indignantly.
"Callie is a spoiled young lady, she’s arrogant and domineering." Wasn't it widely known that Elsa was often bullied and oppressed by her?
Weren't they all fighting for her?
Since they said she bullied Elsa, then she would bully her well.
"D-Dane, look at Callie. How could she hit me? I'm her sister." Elsa covered her face and complained pitifully, with teary eyes that would make any man want to protect her.
But who was in front of her?
The only heir of the Cooper family, the founder of the Night, the current CEO of H&G, a man whom both the underworld and the legitimate world would bow down to, and above all, a man who cherished his wife as his life!
Would Dane be someone with overflowing sympathy?
"Callie, give me your hand." He didn't even look at the pitiful Elsa but spoke to the little woman beside him.
"Hm?" Callie looked puzzled and stretched out her hand.
"Right hand."
"Hmm."
"Does it hurt?" Dane looked at her reddened palm with a pained expression.
The serious men behind him collapsed, and almost fell to the floor.
"No. I hit her very lightly, after all, she is my sister. How could I be so cruel?" Callie said innocently.
The men who had just stood up, looking at Elsa's swollen face involuntarily, they couldn't bear to watch.
When did Mrs. Cooper become so shameless?
Well, they didn't see anything.
"Callie, I'm your sister after all. How can you say such things? If it weren't for you begging me to help you buy sleeping pills, would I have bought them? Now you're blaming me for everything. I've always been good to you as a sister. How could you wrongly blame it to me." Elsa said and sadly cried out.