The square fell silent once more.
Jiaying stood where she was, staring fixedly at Skye, countless thoughts swirling through her mind.
When Skye had first been brought back, she had indeed been filled with joy.
She had truly tried to make up for the more than twenty years of missing maternal love.
But now, Skye had chosen to stand with the humans who persecuted the Inhumans...
The experience of being dissected alive was still vivid in Jiaying's mind. To her, humans had always been selfish and dangerous Ravagers—untrustworthy and incapable of coexistence.
Only the Inhumans were her true kin.
Since Skye had chosen humanity and chosen to betray her... then she had to eliminate this threat.
Even if the other person was the daughter she had carried for ten months.
At that moment, Skye turned and walked toward Jiaying, trying to persuade her once more.
"Mom, let's end all of this..." Skye held out her hand.
Jiaying took Skye's outstretched hand, but a cold smile curled across her lips.
"I always thought that what had kept me going through all that torture and pain was you. I thought you were a gift from heaven."
"Ah! Mom, what are you doing?!"
Skye let out a scream. Her rosy cheeks rapidly turned ashen, and her skin lost its luster.
Coulson and the others were horrified and tried to rush over to help, but several villagers fiercely loyal to Jiaying held them back.
"Let her go! You lunatic!"
Skye's consciousness grew increasingly hazy. Looking at her mother's cold, merciless face, waves of sorrow surged within her.
Her mom wanted to kill her.
Just as Skye's life hung by a thread.
"Let go of my Daisy—!"
A beastlike roar came from the side.
Skye's father, Carl, charged over like she had gone mad.
She