"Explain what? I'm not the one who hit him!"
Serena Sullivan asked with a laugh, "Dowager, do you really think a cripple like me could have done anything to your grandson?"
"Hmph!" The Dowager Kane snorted coldly, striking the ground hard with her cane.
"Twisting words!"
"You didn't hit him, but he was beaten because of you."
"This matter, the Ford Family will not let it slide."
The Dowager Kane threatened harshly, noticing Serena's silence, she softened her tone, "If you can't give me a satisfactory answer, we'll have no choice but to call the police!"
"Call the police?"
Serena frowned. After what happened yesterday, neither Wayne Jennings nor the Ford Family reported it to the authorities.
Wayne might be too afraid to report it, but the Dowager Kane had other plans.
Otherwise, by their nature, they would have reported it already.
The Dowager Kane noticed the change on Serena's face, thinking she had finally scared her.
