“Son of a bitch!’ Debbie cursed inwardly. ‘The car cost my husband a pretty penny, you idiot!’ The sight


    of that ugly footprint gripped


    Debbie’s heart so forcefully, you’d think she was going to have a heart attack.


    Gail grabbed Victor’s arm and spat, “Hey, idiot! This car has premium equipment. It’s worth nearly two


    million. If you damage it, do you think you can even afford the fee for repairs with your jobless ass right


    now?”


    Of course Victor was aware that the car was pricey. He loosened his tie carelessly.


    “It’s just a car. Of course I can afford the fee.”


    Debbie limbered up a little by wriggling her wrists, seeing which,


    Victor already regretted what he had done. He was scared, but it was toote. Debbie already came to


    him and clutched his cor.


    Memories of thest time when she had beaten him to a pulp shed before his eyes. He started


    shouting shrilly, “What are you doing? I’m warning you~ Ahhh—”


    Debbie hauled him to the car, held his head, pressed his ugly face against the footprint, and rubbed it


    back and forth until the mark was gone.


    Gail, who had been watching the whole time, was stunned. For the millionth time, she felt lucky that


    she was Debbie’s cousin and had never been treated so roughly.


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    When the footprint disappeared, Debbie looked at her car. Seeing no sign of damage, she pulled Victor


    up and thrust him to the ground.


    Sent sprawling out on his stomach, Victor Lay there in a crushed heap for a moment. He groaned


    painfully, rolled, and struggled to stand up.


    “If you dare touch my car again, I’ll beat the Living daylights out of you!” Debbie threatened, holding her


    fist up high.


    Victor was so afraid that he ignored his hurting face and started to run before he could even stand


    straight.


    In the Murphy family’s house, Lucinda was watching TV in the living room. She walked to the door as


    soon as she saw Debbie walk in with


    Gail.


    “Debbie, I wasn’t expecting you toe today.”


    Debbie changed into slippers and walked into the Living room.


    “Aunt,


    I’m going to New York tomorrow, so I came to say goodbye. Is Uncle


    Sebastian home?”


    “He’s still at work. Why are you going to New York suddenly?” Lucinda asked a housemaid to serve


    some fresh fruit.


    Hardly had Debbie sat down on the sofa when Sasha, in pajamas, came down the stairs excitedly.


    “Debbie, you’re here! I heard your voice.”


    In ecstasy, she ran into Debbie’s arms so forcefully that they both slumped into the couch.