Forget about Zendaya’s complicated feelings. It looked like her entire family was also unable to muster up any joyful feelings—especially Carey, who had a face of bitterness and hatred on it. The words ‘don’t mess with me’ were written on her clear, white forehead.

As for Kazim, there was just a look of helplessness on his face.

Carey stood up suddenly and said, “My nephew is dead. I won’t let my daughter jump into the fire. I want to leave with Daya. Nobody stop me!”

These words were said for Kazim, who was next to her.

Kazim also stood up, “But, our Stoermer family…”

Carey’s eyes widened, and she said furiously, “I don’t care about whatever Stoermer family, I only know that I gave birth to Daya after carrying her for ten months. And now, you want me to sacrifice my daughter to get married to that bastard? I disagree! Kazim Sotermer, you don’t even want to protect your own daughter... what kind of man are you? If you dare to stop me, I will divorce you!”

She pulled Zendaya and