My Son’s Girlfriend Locked Me In the Basement
KarenWmy husband's mistress invited me to coffee after getting pregnantwhen the family reads the fake heiress' mindforsaken daughter pampered by top hieri told her the moment that i approached her
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“Don’t tell me to calm down, dad. You both knew if this woman lived, there will be less chances that Cassian married me.”
She hung up and looked back at me with that glassy, dangerous smile.
“Don’t bother trying to talk your way out of this,” she spat. “You and your little brat should’ve known this day would come. You think you’re the only one Cassian slept with? Welcome to the club, whore.”
“No,” I snapped, loud and clear. “I am not Cassian’s whore. And she”—I gestured down to Elara, cradled in my arms—“isn’t his bastard daughter. She’s his sister.”