Traffic accidents

"Shut up. I told you not to call me mom. I'm not the one who gave birth to you, do you hear me?" Mrs. Emma glared at Ella, she didn't want to give Ella the illusion that she was the real young lady of House Anthony.

Maria used one hand to push Ella's shoulder. “Where is David, call him here to meet us. Are you going to hide him? What qualifications do you have to do that? After all, you gave him something to eat and he listened to you, causing him to give up his company, his family, his career to come here and live with you in a shabby house."

"I do not. That he volunteered to find me. That is love." Ella remained calm.

Mrs. Emma smirked. "Love? I think it's money. The last time, I gave you money, you didn't take it. Tell me, how much money does it take for you to leave my son?"

“Excuse me, auntie, money can't buy my self-respect, no matter how much it is. I love him, not for the money. At first, we had an agreement, but, the deal was canceled when we realized we had hearts for each o