This slap made her stagger back two steps before she barely regained her balance.
Her check was burning with pain. Nancy looked up at Clarissa, who was standing in front of her. This woman was still the same, always slapping her when they met.
If before, she had been accommodating to Clarissa in order to make her motherâs life easier, now she had no such concerns.
Moreover, Clarissa was the one who killed her mother!
âYou bitch, are you spreading rumors everywhereâ¦â
Clarissaâs words were cut off by a crisp slap.
This time, it was Nancy who slapped Clarissa directly.
Clarissa was shocked, holding her slapped cheek. âYouâ¦how dare you hit me?!â Her expression was as if she never expected Nancy to fight back.
Nancy spoke coldly, âWhy wouldnât I hit you? Since you slapped me first, itâs only fair that I hit you back.â
âNancy, who do you think you are? I hit you because I wanted to. Youâre just a lowly servant who wouldnât be eating anything but rotten food in the slums if it werenât for the Schultz family!â
Clarissa cursed loudly.
âYes, the Schultz family raised me, so I endured all the mistreatment from you. I served you like a servant, enduring your insults and criticisms. But Clarissa, my mother married into the Schultz family with dignity. My mother raised me in the Schultz family, so I donât owe you anything!â Nancyâs eyes were incredibly cold as she looked at Clarissa. âItâs you who killed my mother. Why are you here causing trouble again today?â
Her words seemed to remind Clarissa, who immediately glared at Nancy with hatred. âYour mother fell on her own. What does that have to do with me? You slut, if it werenât for you spreading rumors outside, Mick wouldnât have mentioned your motherâs death in front of my dad and warned me about it.
What did you say?â
Nancy was taken aback. Mick had mentioned that he would help her talk to the Schultz family, but she thought he was just saying it casually. She didnât expect him to actually do it.
âSo, you came to pick a fight with me?â Nancy asked. âIf I told Mick that you were the one who killed my mother, and I wanted him to help me make you pay, make you go to jail, and make you pay for my motherâs life, would you believe me?â
Seeing Clarissaâs face turn pale after hearing her words, Nancy felt a sense of pleasure that she had never felt before.
She could feel Clarissaâs fear, but it wasnât fear of her, it was fear of Mick that she was using to intimidate Clarissa.
In the end, how pathetic was it?
She had always resented the unfairness of the world, resented those wealthy people who were high and mighty.
But in the end, she was using Mick, who was richer and more powerful than the Schultz family, to scare Clarissa.
âDid you really tell Mick?â Clarissaâs face turned white.
âGuess.â Nancy gave an ambiguous answer.
âYou slut, do you think Mick will help you? Who do you think you are? You want Mick to help you deal with the Schultz family!â Clarissa raised her hand again, wanting to hit Nancyâs face.