Things could get really messed up if they were not careful.
Now that Lea was being restrained and was unable to fight back, Sheila was beaming with arrogance. "Tsk, tsk, tsk, what's the matter? Can't touch me now, huh? Weren't you all badass just a moment ago?"
Lea was fuming. She wanted to break free from her mom's grip and give Sheila what she deserved.
Bertha whispered to her daughter. “Lea, keep your cool. We can't make things worse for your Aunt Marlinie.”
But Lea had never been one to take things lying down. “Mom, but she..."
"Lea, behave yourself!”
Sheila let out a big laugh. She was finally venting out the frustration she initially felt when facing her father, so she continued to throw insults at them, brandishing a kitchen knife to keep them from running away.
Tracy joined her daughter in mocking Marlinie and Bertha.
However, just then, the doorbell rang, followed by the shrill sound of the upstairs intercom.
The noise startled Tracy and Sheila, who exchanged anxious glances.
Who could it be?
Could it be that Arnold had returned from the neighbor’s place?
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