She couldn’t help but think of a woman who found her after her adoptive father, Kacper, disappeared. That woman said so many things to her that she couldn’t help but sink into it.
The woman said that obviously she was also very good, but that no one, whether Eric or Stanley or Denis, had ever looked at her directly, but all favored Klara.
She also said that Kacper was just using her, and that in Kacper’s eyes she was just a loser who was not good enough.
The woman said that when all this was exposed, she would fall from the altar to the bottom.
Those who want to get close to Kacper through her will all be far away from her, she will no longer have the same treatment as the stars, but Klara can have everything she wants.
What if …
If only I could kill Klara.
This thought was born at that time, and the woman gave her a packet of the same thing, telling her that if only she could kill Klara.
Klara.
Kill Klara.
Mullah was filled with this thought, and she stared at Klara viciously, and suddenly burst out laughing.
“Is my joke good?” Mullah stared at Klara with a deadly stare, and her eyes were filled with spite.
“What?” Klara was stunned, not knowing why Mullah was asking that. She had never seen Mullah’s jokes before, instead she felt sorry for Mullah, being used all the time, but she was oblivious to it.
“You’re pitying me! You’re feeling sorry for me!” Mullah saw the pity and she screamed and looked at Klara and said viciously, “Klara, why don’t you go to hell!”
As she said that, she almost frantically tore open the paper bag in her right hand and sprinkled the powder inside towards Klara’s body frantically.
“Klara, go to hell! Go to hell!”
Mullah rushed towards Klara in a frenzy, and the powder was sprinkled all over Klara and Eric’s body, and Mullah was kicked away unceremoniously by Eric when he was close to Klara, and fell to the ground in a mess, still looking at Klara with resentment.
“Sister, are you okay?” Eric asked as he glanced at Klara with some concern.
He was also covered in some powder, but not as much as Klara’s.
“These … seem to be nothing more than ordinary lime.” Klara looked at the powder on her body with some hesitation, and then spoke.
“Hahaha.” Mullah at once just laughed out loud, his face was full of resentment.
“Of course it’s just lime, because the real thing, long ago I cast into the well!” Mullah laughed out loud, and the viciousness in his eyes was shocking to the eyes.
“You! Death to all of you, death to all of you!” Mullah laughed, but suddenly her expression froze as she saw a small, inconspicuous paper packet in Eric’s hand, which Eric was fiddling with casually, and then said with a bit of apology, “Sorry, you’re talking about this thing, right?”
Mullah stared blankly at the paper packet in Eric’s hand, and suddenly rushed over like a madman.
“Give it back to me, you give it back to me!” Mullah was like a madman at this time, desperately trying to get close to Eric and snatch the thing in his hand, but was kicked out by Eric again.
Mullah fell to the ground in a mess, knocking over a piece of desk and chair, and blood seeped out of his face.
The people outside didn’t even dare to look at the commotion inside the classroom, but when they heard Mullah’s spiteful voice, they couldn’t help but shiver.
“Did Mullah just tell Klara to go to hell?”
“Why do I feel like Mullah is crazy, it’s horrible …”
The chatter outside was getting louder and louder, and kept amplifying in Mullah’s ears. Mullah looked at Klara and Eric in near collapse, and suddenly screamed.
“Ahhhhhhhhhhhhh!”
Mullah screamed hysterically, then turned into laughter.
Looking at Mullah’s appearance, the pity on Klara’s face intensified.
She knew that Mullah was crazy. Silently pulling out the phone, Klara called the mental hospital directly.
No matter how to say that after all is a classmate, now Mullah this appearance, but also let Klara heart a few points of intolerance to.
Soon there was a psychiatric hospital came to take Mullah away. Looking at Mullah’s numb face, Klara let out a soft sigh.
“Eric, did you already know she would do this?” Klara asked, looking at Eric.
“The well she was talking about wasn’t a well at all. I just happened to see it too and picked it up.” Eric looked at the paper bag in his hand and said with no expression.
Klara also sighed helplessly as she looked at the wrecked classroom.
Mullah had been living under a lot of pressure, not only from Kacper, but also from herself; Mullah wanted to live a star-studded life, she wanted to be the center of attention, so she put a lot of pressure on herself.
Now all the emotions burst out at once, and the string in Mullah’s heart finally snapped.
Mullah had long been out of sorts. But the good thing is so, otherwise, this paper bag inside the poison, may really be cast out, once the poison was put into the water, then may say how many people will die!
Mrs. Eleanor is indeed a madman, a true madman!
“Come on, Stanley’s side should be ready to wrap up. I really want to go to meet this Mrs. Eleanor,” Eric looked down at the paper bag in his hand, his eyes were full of cold light.
Mullah’s side of things they do not need to worry about, called the psychiatric hospital people to take her away is already considered to be the most benevolent. Although the heart pity her, but poor people must have a hateful place.
Mullah has come to this point, it is also considered that she is to blame for it.
Now their first priority is to hurry back and see what Stanley’s side has got. The interception of the paper bag, the school here will not be in danger.
And at this time, Stanley is looking at a woman who was tied up and brought back with a serious face, with deep hatred in his eyes.
“Mrs. Eleanor!” Stanley gritted his teeth and said these words.
The woman’s face was very calm, and she smiled when she heard Stanley say her name.
“You are Stanley,” Mrs. Eleanor said with certainty.
She really does look exactly the same as when she was young, even after all these years, the years have not left any traces on her face.