Hope Williams' face turned cold, "Which eye of yours saw me bullying her?"
"Hey, you weird old man, stop framing people, would you?" Aria Richardson stepped forward to argue with Maverick Williams.
Luna Williams quickly spoke up, "No, Grandpa, sister didn't bully me, I accidentally broke this cup myself, please don't blame sister."
"Did you hear that? It's not right to blame everything on our Hope."
Aria Richardson glared fiercely at Maverick Williams.
Maverick Williams looked at Hope, his face turning dark for a moment, as if he had seen a malicious old witch from a fairy tale.
But when he looked at Luna, it was as though he was looking at the kind-hearted Snow White.
Hope didn't care how he saw her, and didn't want to stay here any longer, turning to Aria, "Let's go."
"Sure." Aria didn't want to stay there either, feeling the atmosphere was painfully suffocating.
Seeing Hope leave, Maverick Williams huffed heavily, "Every day presents something irritating."
