Charlotte Smith lifted her head faintly, meeting her gaze in the rearview mirror.
She spoke softly: "You know what? In our family, I'm the only girl left."
Daisy Ginger was slightly taken aback, recalling that Edward Stephens had once told her the Smith family was involved in planning that explosion, and later, after Robert Stephens took control of the Stephens family, he dealt with the whole Smith family.
Charlotte Smith slowly withdrew her gaze, "You wouldn't understand my situation."
Daisy Ginger asked back: "If you don't tell me, how could I possibly understand? Edward told me your family once allied with others, trying to overthrow the Stephens. When you planted a bomb in his car, were you really willing to give up your own life?"
Charlotte Smith's eyes turned slightly cold, she gripped the steering wheel suddenly, a hint of hatred surged in her eyes: "—He deserved to die!"
Her calm and gentle face, because of this hatred, became a bit brighter and more dazzling.
