"What do you mean by that?" Violet Nee furrowed her brows, her eyes sharp as she stared at Clara Sutton.
"I'm praising Miss Emily Nee's clever tactic of killing two birds with one stone. However, letting Ian Sutton die bleeding from every orifice is rather too easy on him, isn't it? Miss Emily Nee's cunning plan didn't quite work out, did it?"
Clara Sutton stood directly in front of her, looking at her levelly with calm composure: "I don't know what kind of deal you have with Mason Black, nor do I know your reasons for wanting my fortunes so badly, but... Violet Nee, let me be blunt, I won't be lenient with you for any sentimental reasons. If you manage not to provoke me, I can overlook the matter of Ian Sutton, and the lost fortune can be considered payment for helping me dispose of Ian Sutton."
