Every member of the Lee family was present.
Under everyone's scrutiny, Karen entered the room. Everyone glared at her as she did. They did not want her to step foot into the house.
Especially Brayden. He was glaring particularly fiercely at her.
The glare was filled with so much hatred.
The only sound that could be heard was Karen's steady footsteps as she entered.
"Bang!" A heavy slam sounded.
The front door had been shut. The house itself was very spacious but it did not seem to spark with any life. It felt depressing to be here.
Karen had always thought so ever since she was a child.
She had felt a little sad about it as well. She didn't think she was adopted. So, how could it be so depressing being at home all the time?
Karen sighed. "Dad, I..." she started.
"Don't call me that. I don't want to hear it," her father growled with no hesitation.
Karen went quiet after that, her eyes brimming with sadness.
Elias let out a small sigh again. Karen was in big trouble now. Whenever she used to speak to her father, her father had always sent some sort of tiny acknowledgment even though he never seemed particularly fond. However, his current reply just now sounded like bad news.
"Answer me. Have you left the country recently?" her father asked coldly.
"Yes, I have," Karen answered truthfully.
"What did you get up to then? I want to know everything!" he then demanded, standing up.
The others were casting accusing glares at Karen.
Especially Karen's brothers. She had always outdone them ever since they were little. They felt as if they had been stepped on by Karen, inferior. And so, they had taught their respective children to not acknowledge Karen as their aunt, let alone address her.
If there was an opportunity to chase her out of the family, they'd happily take it.
Coincidentally, it seemed like the day they had wished for.
"I was saving my son," Karen said after a moment of silence.
"Saving your son? So you killed Duncan because of that?" her father thundered.
"Yes, I did," Karen admitted.
The whole room burst into an uproar.
"Does she not feel shame? Is she not going to repent? How can such a cold-blooded person be in the Lee family?" the others wondered in distress.
They couldn't believe Karen was related to them.
Brayden had a permanent look of cold ferocity on his face. If Duncan had become head of the family, he would have been able to rule over the whole house. The entirety of the Lee family would let him do whatever he wanted. However, this wistful dream had been destroyed by Karen.
"Is your son dead?" Karen's father directed this question at her.
"If I hadn't been there sooner, he would have been," Karen answered.
"So, you mean to tell me that your son hadn't been killed? Yet, you killed Duncan anyway?" he roared back, gaze unwavering from Karen.
"My son was..." Karen tried to continue.
"You don't get to say anything else! Just answer me, yes or no?"
"Yes," she replied eventually.
"It was wrong for Duncan to mess with your son. However, he would have never gone through with killing him. Despite that, you went ahead and killed Duncan. That is unacceptable!" her father scolded as he was fuming red with rage.
"Dad, can you not do this? Duncan was going to kill my son! He even found Black..." Karen sighed as she trailed off, unable to finish. It was always like this. He had never wanted to hear her reasons and always dished out the blame on her.
Perhaps this was Karma for the horrible things she had done in her past life.
"Shut your mouth!" Brayden interjected and yelled, " Everyone knows my son's personality. He would never think to hurt his own family! All of this is your fault! It was you who attacked and killed him first!"
Karen merely glared at him.
"Do you understand that you're wrong now? Will you repent?" Her father walked over to her slowly.
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