Chapter 507

“Zip it, you’ve got no right to talk about my mom!”

“Who are you yelling at?” Maxton had lost his patience too. “If it weren’t for the fact that I couldn’t find Heather, do you think I’d bother calling you? Every time you open your mouth, it’s either complaining about me or blaming your sister. She’s been singing. your praises to me, trying to mend fences between us, and yet you’re always at her throat!”

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Dorothy took a deep breath to keep from exploding with anger.

“She’s been speaking well of me? And what good has that done? Did it make our relationship any better?”

She could see right through Heather’s little games. Compliments laced with subtle digs were her specialty.

“That’s because you’re so damn stubborn. What’s that got to do with your sister? You’re really spoiled by your mom!”

“Then why didn’t you raise me? Why weren’t you around when I was a kid, huh? Where were you when I needed money? Did you care about what I wore or ate?”

I not? It was your mom who

for making excuses. If you’re looking

do you

to it that your baby daughter ends up behind bars.

and

him shouldn’t even be in her orbit; they were

words, Dorothy couldn’t help but smirk as

daughters, yet the difference

her, she could steal all the fatherly love. But luckily,

ended up crying after a shouting match with Maxton, though she couldn’t quite say why since she should’ve given up on him as a father long ago. But

just wished she could be the one to bring

Dorothy returned to the hospital room, Quincy was still busy preparing the potions and chatting away

a monologue. Everett’s gaze fixed on the door, waiting for Dorothy’s return and occasionally

reeking of booze. No idea what kind of ‘hiking‘ that was. Whenever those two get together, it’s booze central! Oh? Ms. Sanchez, you’re back.” Quincy looked up and

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