Joy Ward's heart raced with fright, and she desperately shook her head, "I...I wanted to save Luke, I was afraid they would harm the child, I wanted to save them."
"Save?" Hope Williams sneered.
As the laughter died, she violently grabbed a decorative piece from the coffee table and smashed it straight onto Joy Ward's head.
Joy Ward had no time to dodge.
"Crash!"
The glass ornament hit her head hard, shattered fiercely, and fell to the ground, scattering pieces everywhere.
With a "thud," Joy Ward fell violently onto the glass shards.
"Ah..." Joy Ward let out an inhuman scream of pain.
Hope Williams gripped Joy Ward's carefully groomed long hair, looked down at her with a cold gaze, "Did I not tell you, harm my child a bit, and I'll take your life. Why do you insist on not valuing your life, huh?"
"I didn't, I didn't harm your child, I really...really wanted to save them, Hope Williams, let me go...let me go."
"Bang."