Chapter 8

Megan was already feeling frustrated. When she heard Hannah taking Margaret‘s side, she bristled and declared, “Remember how you slapped me and stopped me from talking bad about her? She‘s just a piece of trash that you discarded, so she isn‘t even your daughter. Why are you siding with her? Do you feel guilty? You didn‘t even take care of her as a mother. There‘s no need to put up an act!” 

Hannah‘s expression darkened. “Megan, if you say that again, I shall disown you as my daughter!” 

This wasn‘t the first time they had argued over Margaret. Megan refused to continue the fight and exclaimed, “Fine, I‘m not your daughter. She is your daughter, all right?” 

Her expression frosty, Hannah spun on her heels and stalked out of the room before locking Megan inside. “I‘ll only let you out when you calm down so you won‘t ruin my plan!” 

When Margaret woke up, it was already nighttime. As she seemed drained, Elizabeth dared not wake her up and waited until she woke up herself before giving her a bowl of piping hot seafood stew. 

The fishy smell of the stew caused Margaret to lose her appetite. “Elizabeth, I don‘t want to eat this. Prepare something that doesn‘t have a fishy smell. Did Christopher say when he‘ll be back?” 

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phone out and spotted a missed call from him.

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tomorrow, I guess. I have an important business

I get home. If it‘s

 

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to Christopher, but he pushed his glass away. “Silas, if you can‘t drink, we won‘t drink during dinner. We‘ve worked together for years, so there‘s no need

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