"You little bitch!"
Sandra lunged at Camilla, her bloodshot eyes burning with frenzied hatred.
"I'll kill you!!"
Mr. Porter's pupils constricted in shock at her sudden outburst.
If anything happened to Camilla in front of him, the Luther Family would never let it slide.
The thought alone propelled him forward, desperate to intervene.
"Sandra, stop this—!"
His phone slipped from his pocket, unnoticed in the chaos.
Yet, compared to Mr. Porter's panic, Camilla—the target of the attack—stood eerily composed.
"Honestly," she murmured, watching Sandra with a chilling smile that didn't reach her icy eyes.
"Even now, you're still as stupid as ever."
Before Sandra could process the insult, two gunshots cracked through the air.
**"Bang."**
"Bang."
Sandra's knees were instantly shattered by bullets, sending her crashing uncontrollably to the ground.
With a heavy thud, she collapsed onto her knees before Camilla.
