Spoiled by Mr Russell

As if what mattered most to her was being destroyed before her eyes, Hannah bawled as she spoke.

Seeing the tears on her sister’s face, Heather’s anger reached its peak instead.

‘When has she ever cried like this? I had beaten her and locked her up for half a year, and she had never cried and made a scene like now. As a mere substitute and a shadow of mine, she shouldn’t have her own thoughts, and yet she is begging me to let her have the stupid ring!’

‘With her shoulder injured, she can’t even lift her arm. What kind of power pushes her to grab my hand for the ring?’

Heather thought she was wrong to underestimate Ralph Russell's influence over Hannah. She never expected that a d*uchebag like him could undo her years of nurturing Hannah and make her rebel against her. ‘I must never let her keep the ring!’

Having made the decision, her gaze turned grim, and she jerked her hand before kicking Hannah. “F*ck off!”

heavily

if her internal organs had switched places. However, as she opened her eyes, she grew even more upset,

had fallen off somewhere. Heather tossed it

thought

at her. This was the first time she had eyed her sister with

this useless bitch gave me such a

threatened for a brief moment. She was used to not taking Hannah seriously, thinking that a worthless loser would always remain as

She should blame herself for being born and the Riggs family for having such a rule. It’s her fault that she couldn’t be somebody and

up, and don’t let her leave

order and said, “Bandage