Chapter 97

Chapter 97

"It's Felicia again!" Myra grumbled inwardly.

She was extremely frustrated. Previously, Felicia had overpowered Kayla and slapped her repeatedly in the car just because of what Kayla had said.

Myra felt that Felicia must have caused the injury on Kayla's forehead this time over some measly issues again.

It made her wonder what she had done wrong to be given such an impulsive, troublemaker daughter.

Myra was about to scold Felicia, but Sebastian stopped her just in time. "Mom, we just arrived. We have no idea what's going on. How are you even certain that Felicia is the one at fault?" Anyone could tell that there was an unusual atmosphere in the Walsh residence. Something serious must have happened. Otherwise, Clive would not have gathered all of them here. However, from Myra's perspective, Felicia must have caused trouble at the Walsh residence

She was so irked. Even though she tried to suppress her frustration, Myra could not help saying, "Sebastian, you don't know Felicia that well. She's very hot-tempered. This isn't her first time hitting Kayla." Sebastian replied in a cold, indifferent tone, "Mom, do you know Felicia that well then?"

"...

She was struck speechless.

He had a point. Although they were related by blood, none of them knew Felicia well enough, including Sebastian and Myra themselves.

in a low voice,

"No."

"Sebastian..."

was in

explained, "What I mean to say is you're my

a steely look. Even if I'm your brother, I

or the sister he grew up with, Sebastian would treat both of them equally

according to facts.

T

also implying that he would

a warning to me, no matter how I think

Still, she knew better

like this. He might appear gentle and mild-tempered. However, he was never one to be friends with others easily. It was as though he had put up a wall around

she was completely oblivious. She said innocently, "You gave me quite a fright! I thought you were trying to cut

not say anything. His gaze fell on Felicia, who stood somewhere a bit further away

she sat silently on a chair and stared at her hands with her head lowered. It was impossible to tell what was

still had blood on her hands-blood from Roberta's

the sun was about to set. Eventually, it

outside.

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