Chapter 397
While the Cromwell girls were engaged in their own battle, their mother, Clarice, had her sights set on a different target—the perverted man who had been drooling over her and Vanessa.
Her heel had just smashed into one of the attackers charging at her before she launched herself toward the perverted man, anger blazing in her eyes.
"Oh! My love has decided to come at me instead. How delightful," the man grinned, his tongue slithering around his lips in ecstasy as he stared at Clarice racing toward him.
Boom!
She pushed off the ground and surged forward, both hands outstretched, aiming to smash them directly into the man's face. However, a clan member who used a shield as his primary weapon dashed in and intercepted the punch just in time.
Clarice's fists slammed into the shield with a thunderous boom, the force sending tremors up her arms. The shock made her instinctively want to leap back.
