A Surprising Twist of Fates (Sierra and Theo)

Chapter 207 Unfilial

William's expression darkened with fury. "I'm your father! If you dare to defy me, you'll be nothing but an ungrateful disgrace!"

Sierra scoffed coldly, her sharp gaze locked onto him.

"So be it then." Her voice was as icy as her stare. "You never raised me. Not a single day. So tell me, why the hell should I be loyal to you?"

His expression twisted in anger. His glare could've burned a hole through her.

"Sierra!" William's face immediately twisted with fury, his eyes burning with rage as he glared at her. "Don't forget what your last name is. I didn't raise you, but every penny you've spent has come from the Shaw family. Do you think I don't know your mother secretly gives you money?

"Don't act like you're so separate from us. You're always going to be tied to the Shaw family. Whatever I tell you to do, you'll do it. Don't think just because you hired a bodyguard, you can speak to me like this. Remember, you're in my house, and I make the rules here."

He spoke firmly, his voice brooking no argument.

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and let your mother suffer. If you want her to be treated well here, you'd better listen to me. I'll decide who you marry, and you'll marry

phone behind her back as she

don't?" Her voice was

let out a cold laugh. His eyes flickered toward Vera with undisguised cruelty. "Then, she'll wish

trembled violently, biting her

her mother's shoulder, her eyes filled

said through gritted teeth. "Do you even remember how many times

I hit her when I feel like

casual expression, filled with rage and wanting to punch him. She suppressed her anger and said, "When I was eight years old, I saw you beat my mom, leaving her covered in bruises and unable to stand. She was your wife, always thinking of you, yet you treated her like this. Why did you

my career in any way? While I have to grovel and flatter people outside for the sake of my work, she gets to enjoy the money I earn with hard work at home. How is that fair? So, she had to be my punching bag. Whenever I'm unhappy, she has to grovel. If I suffer, she has to suffer too. We're husband and wife, we have to share everything,

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