Chapter 284 Grandma Wants to Vent Her Anger
"Dismemberment?" Annabel Foster shook her head disdainfully, "That punishment is too light. People like you should be executed in the most brutal way. Unfortunately, such punishment does not exist now!"
"Hahaha..." Fiona Foster laughed triumphantly, "So you still don't dare to do anything to me. If you have the guts, go ahead and kill me! Just like you said, bring a knife and execute me brutally!"
"Do you think I really don't have the guts?" Annabel opened the door slightly, "Ivy, bring me a knife!"
"Okay!" Without hesitation, Ivy went to the kitchen and brought a knife.
The captain of the police immediately stopped Ivy, "You cannot listen to her. She is being impulsive now! Can't you see that Fiona is provoking her?"
So what if I can see? Grandma wants to vent her anger!
Besides, she has the Magic Pearl with her. No matter how badly Annabel injures Fiona, as long as she is still alive, Grandma can heal her without any trace of injury, as if she was never harmed.
Ivy pushed past the captain, disregarding everything, and was about to open the bedroom door.
"Mummy... What are you doing with the knife?" Eldie's innocent and cute voice sounded.
Damn, the child is watching!
Ivy froze in her tracks, her face blushing intensely.
Although it was important to let Grandma vent her anger, educating her children was equally important. She couldn't set a bad example in front of them.
"Oh, mummy is using the knife to slice some watermelon for great grandma!" Alexander opened the refrigerator and took out a large watermelon.
He instructed Blake and the others, "Take care of the children!"
Then, holding the watermelon with one hand and leading Ivy with the other, he confidently walked into Fiona's bedroom.
This malicious old lady was too cruel. Not only did Grandma need to vent her anger, he wanted to teach her a lesson too.
"Hey, hey, stop fooling around! Don't take matters into your own hands!" the captain shouted from outside the door.
Inside the bedroom, Alexander picked up the knife and calmly sliced open the watermelon.
He handed a slice to Ivy and took one for himself, taking a big bite and exclaiming, "Hmm, this watermelon is good, very sweet!"
Ivy also took a bite and said, "Indeed, it's sweet. Grandma, you should have a slice too, it will cool you down!"
Upon hearing these words, the people outside felt relieved.
Fiona thought Alexander had come to rescue her and tearfully said, "Alexander, whether I am your biological grandma or not, I raised you with great hardship. At the very least, I am your aunt by marriage. You wouldn't just stand by and watch your aunt die, would you?"
"Let's play some music to ease the tension!" Alexander turned on his phone and played a lively song, placing the phone near the door.
Then, like a grim reaper, he stepped towards Fiona.
"Do you remember how you treated me when I was young? I remember it very clearly!" Alexander handed the knife to Annabel herself, saying, "Grandma, you should vent first. When you've calmed down, I will seek justice for my deceased loved ones!"
Ivy then turned to Annabel.
"Grandmother, there's no need to hold back, feel free to strike. Proceed boldly and just leave everything to Alexander and I to handle afterwards!"
Annabel raised the knife, staring at Fiona with a fierce look. "You want a slow and painful death? I'll grant you that!" Fiona panicked, "No, you wouldn't dare. The police are outside guarding!"
Annabel Foster chuckled, "What's there to fear? I can just die alongside you!"
"No, no, stay away, don't harm me! Help, murder...!" No matter how Fiona shouted, all the people outside could only hear booming music.
"Little sister, dear little sister, I... I know I was wrong, please spare me... I confess! Isn't my confession enough?" Fiona pleaded, crying.
No way!
Annabel remained expressionless and continued to approach with the knife.
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