Slap

Because of what Amethyst said, the dining room was silent. The surrounding area was immediately surrounded by tension after Amethyst's declaration that she would not allow them to be controlled.

Immediately, Carl's face, which had been relatively calm before, changed. Carl's face was a mask of rage, his fists clenching and unclenching on the table.

Amethyst couldn't believe she had a father like this, and Carl couldn't believe he had a daughter like this either.

Both of them think like this.

"How dare you defy me?" he hissed, his voice low and dangerous.

Because of his power in the family, no one defies his wishes. Also, because of the family's teaching, whoever is the patriarch has strength in the family. Now that Amethyst had declared that she would not control them, she felt like she had been slapped in the face.

No one has ever done this to him.

Before Amethyst could react, Carl's hand shot out, striking her across the face. The slap echoed through the room, and Amethyst staggered