Chapter 301 False Confidence

In an instant, Rosa seized a paring knife from the coffee table and swiftly advanced toward Bentley, the blade poised dangerously close to his throat.

The room erupted into panicked screams as people instinctively shielded their eyes from the impending horror.

Just when it seemed a tragedy was inevitable, Lana, her long legs moving with swift precision, kicked Rosa, sending her sprawling to the floor.

Watching Rosa sobbing uncontrollably, Lana's tone turned stern. "Even if you refuse to accept him as your biological father, he was willing to go to extreme lengths for you.

"If you can't appreciate his kindness, that's your choice. But how could you hurt him like this?"

"Why bother talking to her? She's capable of anything, even hurting Madam Priscilla. There's nothing she wouldn't do," someone else chimed in.

"Lana, just finish her off. Don't leave any room for escape," another urged.

Lana's expression remained stoic, akin to a commuter engrossed in their phone on a subway ride.