Elena Kent shouted, frowning.
There was indeed something wrong with Laura Kent's mood. Thinking of the fact that she had almost been hospitalized because of anger, Amelia Wytte finally stopped talking.
Elena Kent said, "Amelia Wytte, don't say that again. Do you really want to piss aunt off?"
Then she turned to look at Laura Kent and said, "Auntie, please don't be angry. Maybe she doesn't mean to harm you. She just..."
Before she could finish her words, Laura Kent's sensitive nerves were even more irritated. "She doesn't mean to harm me. She has killed my son, but she doesn't mean to harm me. Do you want me, an old bone, to be killed by her?"
"Aunt Donna..."
"You don't have to speak for her anymore!" Laura Kent waved her hand and said coldly, "this woman wants to make the Clinton fam
