Chapter 4

I couldn't resist at all. I stumbled and fell backward.

The relatives were also panicking, scrambling to hold Gwen back.

But she did rough work year-round and had extraordinary strength.

With just one slap to my face, my head went fuzzy and my grip loosened.

She seized the opportunity to snatch my phone and smashed it hard on the ground.

With a bang, the screen instantly shattered into pieces.

But Gwen wasn't satisfied yet. She pinned me firmly to the ground.

"He hasn't even stabbed you yet. Why are you calling the police?"

"I think you're really sick!"

"Get off..."

I roared, struggling with all my might, but Gwen pressed down even harder, as if trying to crush my bones.

It took both Mom and Victoria working together to pull her off me.

"I knew you were looking down on me!"

"Your whole family are bastards. You just can't stand that I have such a genius son. You want to ruin his path to success!"

She gave the spoiled brat a look. "Baby, quick, teach them a lesson!"

Before I could catch my breath, I looked up to see the spoiled brat holding the dark red syringe, lunging straight at me.

"Maya, run!"

Mom shouted anxiously and pushed me to the side.

But the brat was cunning. He knew the living room wasn't big and I couldn't dodge far even if I tried. Taking advantage of his small stature, he ducked right between Mom's legs.

I steeled myself and slapped him across the face.

Fortunately, he was just a kid. One slap left him dizzy.

I didn't dare relax for a moment. Quick as lightning, I picked up the syringe and threw it far out the window.

"You dare hit my son? I'll hit you back!!"

"You've offended me tonight. When my son makes something of himself, just wait and see how he uses you for experiments!"

Gwen erupted in fury, directly breaking free from everyone's restraint and grabbing my hair.

The spoiled brat also got up from the ground, clenching his fists and angrily pounding me.

He was tiny but surprisingly strong.

Just the two of them, and in moments they'd beaten me breathless.

"Just take the pain. If you'd accepted the gift, would I need to get physical?"

"And you wouldn't let my son inject you, broke his precious invention—I think you're tired of living!"

"You dare hit him today? Tomorrow will you try to walk all over me? Let me teach you a lesson!"

Her hands were covered in calluses. Just scraping her palm across my face left bloody scratches.

Mom and Victoria couldn't stop her in time before she grabbed my face and clawed several more marks.

"This is bad, bad! Quickly save her!"

Mom was like an ant on a hot pan, stamping her feet anxiously.

But they simply didn't have Gwen's ruthless heart. No matter what they tried, they could only pull mother and son apart.

I scrambled up from the ground, still shaken, gasping for breath.

"Spoiling a child like this, no manners at all!"

Gwen was furious, spit flying everywhere.

"My son is the best. What right do you have to criticize him?"

I carefully covered my wounds, forcing words through gritted teeth.

"I'm not just criticizing him. I'm criticizing you too. You're an accomplice to murder, enabling your child to commit crimes!"

Gwen immediately seethed. "You bitch!"

Her eyes landed on a vase. Without a word, she picked it up and smashed it at my head.

Everyone couldn't react in time. My whole body went limp—I wanted to dodge but couldn't.

With a loud crash, everything went black before my eyes.

Mom's voice sounded like it was behind glass. "Maya!"

She rushed forward in a panic, but I was covered in blood. For a moment, she didn't know where to start.

Gwen also seemed to have exhausted her strength, surrounded by everyone.

She snorted coldly and gave the spoiled brat a look.

"Don't stoop to these bitches' level. Come on, let's go open the gifts."

"Let's unwrap the boxes first, so we don't have to clean up garbage when we get home."

Without any hesitation, she picked up a large box from the top of the pile.

But the moment she tore off the tape, a black shadow lunged at her face.

The carnivorous plant wrapped tightly around her face. The air filled with the pungent smell of acid.

"Ahhh—"