Joan Shaw panicked. She scrambled to her feet to pick up Felicity, but the girl's fierce sister was already blocking her way.
"Sarah, I saw it! She hurt Felicity on purpose," Shona Joplin said, pointing at Joan Shaw.
Sarah glared at Joan Shaw. Without a second thought, she snatched a nearby utility knife and slashed it across Joan Shaw's arm.
Blood immediately welled up.
Only then did Sarah feel avenged. She snorted. "A tooth for a tooth!"
"Waaaah, Sister, it hurts so much."
"Don't cry, don't cry. I'll go get the doctor." Sarah comforted her sister, then ran out to call for one.
The villa, which had been perfectly peaceful moments before, was suddenly thrown into chaos.
The family doctor and a nurse rushed into the girls' room, scooped up Felicity, and immediately took her to be bandaged.
The nurse glanced at Joan Shaw, whose arm was also bleeding, and kindly approached her. "Miss, should I clean your wound as well?"
