AMARA'S POV:I descended the stairs, feeling Samara's deadly gaze on me. Darlington looked at me in shock, seeing me wearing his shirt and shorts. I was in my husband's family house, so why couldn't I use his properties?"Excuse me! Big brother, isn't that your shirt this lunatic is wearing?" Samara shouted. She stood up from the dining table, and just before Darlington could reply to her, Mr. Joshua stepped out from upstairs and inquired of Samara, "Who are you referring to as a lunatic in this house, Samara? I see you haven't learned your place. Get ready, Eric will be here by the weekend to complete the wedding arrangements.""No, Father. You cannot marry me off like Darlington. I won't accept any suitor from you.""Hush, Samara. You don't need to talk back to your father like that, nor to reply. Just know that I won't sit back and watch your father repeat the same mistake twice," Mrs. Ifeoma said, and Samara was forced to sit back in her dining chair as she glared at me.Mr. Joshua
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