65. Whistling Witches.

"Oh, babe. This is my sister..." Paxson cuts Maddox saying, "Vlora Dasher, right?"

Vlora stood there impassively. She had no good to talk to the witch she has been fearing off her whole childhood.

She wishes to snap her neck at this very moment.

"You are beautiful," Paxson complimented pleasantly.

"And you are wicked. Now that you have my brother, don't think you will adjust in our family. You can take my brother and rot in hell with him."

Paxson chuckled hysterically. The wrinkles cane across on the corner of her lips when she laughed.

Pidge was listening to them, eyeing her pathetic husband from the corner of her eyes.

"I knew you won't like me...back then you both were children. But right now, I am dating your brother..." Paxson winked at the she-wolf.

"Did anybody ever tell you that you are an obnoxious, pathetic and worthless little bitch?" Vlora blurted out.

Maddox could only enjoy their conversation. He knew his sister was one of
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