The Pleasure of Revenge
Naomi furrowed her brows slightly, a sense of ominous foreboding rising in her heart. However, even though she knew Claudia's intentions were malicious, she had to reluctantly nod in agreement. Because she needed to maintain a poised and graceful demeanor. If she were to be petty at this moment, in the eyes of these reporters, who knew what rumors might be fabricated tomorrow. She took a deep breath, feigning a calm and composed posture. "Of course, you can."
Claudia nodded and took a step towards the podium. Just as she took a step, Mrs. Burg grabbed her hand, "Claudia, what are you trying to do?"
"Let go!" Claudia didn't answer her, decisively pulling her hand away. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Burg sat on the ground, tightly hugging Claudia's legs, "I won't let you go!"
Claudia furrowed her brows, "Let go!"
"I won't!" Mrs. Burg held onto her legs firmly. "Claudia, I warn you. If you don't listen, I won't acknowledge you as my daughter!"