Adam drew in a sharp breath. "What're you doing, Cleo?""Exactly what I should have done a long time ago." She smirked, adjusting the pistol in her right hand.With a small smile, Adam tried to reach out to her. "Cleo, if this is a prank, please stop. You said you had something to talk about, that's why you invited me here!""Shut the fuck up!" Cleo snapped, a flicker of rage lit up in her eyes. "The next time you speak without my permission, I'll blow your brains off!" she slammed the pistol against his forehead. "Why?" Adam managed to stutter, heart racing. "I've always hated your guts, Adam." Cleo said with anger. "You were born a lucky kid that had everything, while my family and I had to slave before we got basic necessities!""Imagine the joy in my heart when your father was kicked out of the Walters family, and he had to escape like a fugitive?" She snickered. "It felt so satisfactory when I saw you at your in-laws, looking all miserable and forsaken." Cleo burst out laughing
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