Michelle clicked her tongue. "I don't care. So please Dad, help me get rid of her today. That's the only way I will ever be at peace."
"You know, father isn't entirely wrong. You should wait a bit," Jack interjected, scooping some food into his mouth. "Planning Selene's death right after the award show would only bring trouble upon yourself," he added, meeting Michelle's glare with a steady gaze.
"I. Don't. Care. Selene asked for it when she embarrassed me at the award show." Turning to Robert, whom Amelia was handing over his drugs, she pleaded, "Dad, please. You have to help me."
Robert took his drugs and gulped down some water afterward.
He faced Michelle who was waiting for his response. "Since you want her dead so badly, no problem. I will contact my people."
Michelle jumped up in joy, running across the dining table to give him a tight hug.
"You are the best, dad!"