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Yet, being pointed fingers at, Kenneth and Florence felt utterly embarrassed, and they wouldn’t leave just like that.
Grabbing Nevaeh’s arm, Florence snapped, “You brat! No wonder you dare to disrespect us like this! It turns out you’ve found yourself a sugar daddy!”
A cold sweat broke out on the
or’s forehead as he realized who she was referring to.
“She’s doomed if Mr. Fenton knows this,” he thought.
Utterly pissed off, Nevaeh let out a derisive laugh. “Get some help if you need it. Not everyone is like Sheena, OK?”
Florence couldn’t stand the criticizing eyes of the onlookers anymore. She shrieked, “You damned girl! You’ve got some nerve bringing up Sheena!”
“Why? What’s stopping me? Have you forgotten? My blood is the only reason why she’s still breathing now,” Nevaeh sneered, her voice icy.
“You don’t want me to bring up those despicable things she did? Sure. Give me back every drop of blood she owes
me.”
When saying this, Nevaeh stepped forward, only centimeters away from Florence.
Florence snorted and said righteously, “Sheen is your sister. Do you really have to make such a big fuss over a few drops of blood?”
“A few drops of blood?” Nevaeh laughed out loud. “Then why didn’t you give her your blood?”
She closed her eyes, and memories came flooding back to her. She had always endured the pain without complaint while believing that as long as she did as they said, they’d care for her sooner or later. However, she was disappointed again and again.
Looking at Florence, she said coldly, “I’m so glad you didn’t think of me as your daughter. Otherwise, I might have become another Sheena, having my life ruined by you.”
The indifference in her eyes made Florence’s heart shudder. “What are you saying? We ruined Sheen’s life? That’s ridiculous. We’ll give you one last chance. Now, come back with us and change out of this slutty gown.”
How sad-even now, Kenneth and Florence still remained blind to the reality.
Nevaeh shook her head and turned to smile apologetically at the manger, no longer sparing another glance at the two. “Let’s go inside.”
Some people were simply impossible to talk to.
The manager eagerly nodded and led the way, wanting desperately for the farce to end.
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Yet, Kenneth and Florence had no shame at all. They followed Nevaeh and the manager, ready to enter the venue as
well.
“I’m sorry, but you can’t go in there.” The security guard blocked their way once again, his attitude toward them a world apart from how he treated Nevaeh.
“We’re her parents. Why can’t we go in there?”
“They’re not my parents.” Nevaeh’s cold voice out.
rang
“You damned girl, Nevaeh! So what if you get to go in there with that old sugar daddy of yours? Take a good look at yourself! No one in there will even spare you a glance!”
The manager, realizing he was
co-called “old sugar daddy”, was stunned. Was he that old?
A
Nevaeh’s gaze fell upon Florence’s hands clutching her arm, and she frowned, the irritation on her pretty face palpa-
ble.
“Ms. Tomlinson, it seems you’re in trouble.” Just then, Anson walked toward her with a smile, not even glancing at Kenneth and Florence.
“You…” Florence immediately recognized him and loosened her grip, terrified.
“Ms. Tomlinson, Mr. Fenton is expecting you inside. I’ll handle the rest.”
Nevaeh shot a grateful glance at Anson before entering the venue.
The smile on his face vanished as he turned to look at Kenneth and Florence with disdain. “Mr. Fenton has a message for you. If this happens again, it’ll be the end of the Tomlinson family.”
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