Chapter 337

"Oh, it's you, sis. Honestly, only someone as nostalgic as you would still bother with this game."

Effie didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.

Not that she wanted to respond.

But Suzan wasn't about to let her off so easily.

Suzan stepped right in front of Effie, blocking her view. "Why are you always so childish?"

Effie looked up, fixing Suzan with a cold stare. "Get lost."

Suzan leaned in close to Effie's ear, whispering so only the two of them could hear, "You know, it's because you're so immature and lousy at making people like you-that's why Mitchell left you."

"Are you quite finished?" Effie's gaze never wavered, her face unmoved, as if Suzan's words hadn't touched her at all. "Seriously, what have you been eating? Your breath is absolutely rancid."

Suzan glared at her, looking like she was ready to tear Effie apart. "Shut your mouth!"

else, but

her grandmother came out

on her heel and

she was wielding an old mop, dark and grimy, reeking of something

at Suzan. "Move aside. Good dogs don't

in her throat as she recognized Effie's grandmother. Her eyes darted, and a new idea flashed across her

down with a dramatic groan,

Someone's picking on a

cameras—no matter what Effie

realization made Suzan

hand me the

if Suzan tried to drag her grandmother into this, Effie

grandmother understood and clung tightly to the mop. "No. I'm not giving you

at her

was too old-there was no way she could wrestle the mop from her without risking her falling. One wrong move and her grandmother could get hurt, and the doctor had warned them about her

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