"You don't have to chase me out. I'll leave on my own accord." She shot a cold glare at Zayn before remarking arrogantly, "What's so impressive about the Giblo family? I can't even care less."
"Prepare the car." Rogan instructed her subordinate.
Selena and Layon exchanged a glance with each other. We've accomplished our goal…
"However, my children have to leave with me." Carla abruptly declared, "All of you in the Giblo family are blind. I cannot let them stay with you and risk their safety!"
"They're children of the Giblo family. No one is allowed to bring them away!" objected Jombo agitatedly. "Don't think that you can do whatever you want just because you have the Lierger Corporation backing you up. Let me tell you this! As long as I'm not dead, you're not allowed to climb over our heads!"
"Grandpa…"
"Do you think that you are as formidable as you were two years ago?" Carla scoffed mockingly. "Two years ago, I had no power or influence, so I could be humiliated by the Giblo family. Now, no one can snatch my children away from me!"
With that, she pointed her gun at Zayn's head. "If anyone dares to stop me, I'll kill this person immediately!"
Everyone was startled when they saw that.
"Carla Lierger!" Zayn suddenly widened his eyes and stared at Carla in disbelief. "Are you crazy?"
He could barely believe what he was seeing. This was his first time having a gun pressed against his head, and it was done by the woman he loved so dearly…
"H-How dare you?"
Jombo pointed at Carla, his frail hand trembling.
"Why don't you try me?" She cocked her gun.
"Ah!" Mrs. Bolistin was so scared that she collapsed onto the ground. "Don't do this, Ms. Wigston. Don't kill Mr. Zayn!"
"She's crazy… She's really crazy!" Layon was terrified.
Meanwhile, Selena quickly climbed to her feet and signed at Jombo frantically. "Save Zayn, Mr. Giblo!"
"Calm down, Ms. Lierger." Sweat dotted Brandy's forehead. "Let's talk calmly, okay?"
"Yeah, let's talk calmly. Don't be rash!" Thompson quickly tried to coax her. "The children are at home. If they see their mother kill their father, they'll be traumatized forever."
"Yeah, the kids cannot lose their father!" pleaded Mrs. Bolistin as she sobbed.
"It doesn't matter that they don't have a father. They just need a mother!" Imitating Jombo's words from before, she declared arrogantly, "Anyway, their father is a coward who has been hoodwinked by other women. If he can't protect them, then he's useless!"
Zayn was rendered speechless.
Meanwhile, the entire Giblo family was dumbfounded.
No one had ever acted so outrageously in the Giblo residence, nor had anyone opposed Jombo or bullied Zayn like that.
"This wench! This wench!"
Clutching his chest furiously, Jombo coughed so hard that blood came out.
At that moment, the tension in the room was so thick that one could cut it with a knife. It was as if a violent confrontation could break out at any moment.
"Mommy!"
Suddenly, a childish voice sounded.
Carla glanced over subconsciously.
Josh was standing on the second-floor corridor, wearing his yellow dinosaur pajamas. Staring at them as he was stunned. "W-What are you doing?"
"Josh…" Carla quickly kept her gun. "I'm playing a game with Daddy!"
No one but the children could manage to convince Carla.
"What happened?"
Randy walked out of his room at the same time, wearing his astronaut-patterned pajamas and still looking drowsy from his sleep. When he saw what was happening downstairs, he instantly frowned.
"Great-grandpa, aren't you in the hospital? Why are you back suddenly?"
"Josh, Randy…" When Jombo saw his great-grandsons, he became anxious. "Return to your bedrooms now!"
As he spoke, he shot a glance at Thompson, who quickly headed upstairs with his subordinates. He wanted to send the children back to their rooms so they would not witness something inappropriate…
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