Chapter 35: They’re Not a Bright Bunch
Lariette didn’t know what got to her but, Damien’s continuous accusation snapped the thin thread of her patience. She flung the knife to the trashy man without a second thought.
Well, it seemed like her fondness for throwing darts, and the occasional archery, paid off. She managed to scare the trash with her skill.
Ah~ How satisfying.
Damien was still scared shitless. His mouth gaped open as he tried to retort but, no words came out of it. Colors had yet to return to his face.
Shrugging, Lariette spoke without filtering her words, "I feel sorry for your mistress so I didn’t aim for your puny dick. Well, she’ll run off to another man soon. You don’t have much to offer, to be frank."
Lariette’s remarks scandalized Damien. The red color of shame heated his previously pale face. Shaking in anger, his chest rose and fell at a rapid rate while his finger pointed at her.
"Y-you! How vulgar! You..."
"HAHAHA! Wow~ That’s so funny!"
Rafael’s laughter blared across the dining room. Raising both arms high, he clapped his hands loudly, the echoes offending Damien.
"Rafael, behave," Samantha hissed, annoyed by what was happening, "Lariette, you too. Shut your mouth if you have nothing good to speak."
"Aren’t you ashamed to cause such a commotion?" Jonathan sternly told Lariette off, his gaze blading with fury, "Why are you even here if this is how you behaved?"