Henry was calm and secretive, which made everyone to be surprised. Clara came visiting but his countenance towards her was also shocking.
“Why are you so quiet and calm when there is fire out there, raging all around you??” Julia questioned as she couldn't understand why and where he got this calm attitude from when he was supposed to be worried and flaring up in anger.
“What? Shouldn't I have peace of mind again? Or just because your little puppet and his toy are playing games on me, should it make me to panic and start begging them??” Henry spoke so derogatory to Clara that she felt insulted.
“I am trying to make things easier for you and stressing my f*****g ass out there but meanwhile, you are here like a b***h doing nothing!” Clara yelled in anger.
Clara glared at Henry, her eyes
