My father yanked Sophia behind his back, raising his hand once more, his palm quivering with unrestrained rage. "You insolent brat! What kind of barbaric attitude is that?!"I stood my ground and met his murderous gaze head-on, letting a cold, bitter smile curve my lips. I tilted my face slightly, offering him my already stinging, bruised cheek."Go ahead," I whispered, my voice dripping with pure hatred. "Hit me again. But the second you do, you can kiss any chance of working with the Sterling Group goodbye forever.""You...!" He faltered mid-swing, his hand trembling in the air. His eyes flared with venom, but he froze, catching the dark, unyielding conviction in my stare.He swallowed hard, lowering his arm just an inch. "If I hadn't stepped in when the hospital called and saved that whore of a mother of yours, do you think she'd even be breathing right now?!""How much?" I scoffed, taking a step closer to him. "Name the exact figure so I can reimburse you, Mr. Morgan."My father's
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