The Day Our Promise Breaks

Chapter 480

Evelyn's face turned frosty the moment she realized the item-snatcher was Sandy, a girl she couldn't stand. Her voice matched her icy glare as she said, \"Give it back!\" and reached out to grab it.

Sandy quickly tucked the item behind her back, her expression smug. \"Why should I? You haven't paid for it. Whoever buys the Elsa doll first owns it! I'll just ask my dad to get it for me!\" she said, imitating Dahlia's tone almost perfectly, clearly trying to get under Evelyn's skin.

\"Ms. Evelyn, you know very well that if I want something, my dad will make sure I get it. What chance do you have against that?\" Sandy's eyes sparkled with satisfaction, emphasizing \"my dad\" to rub it in Evelyn's face. This was her source of pride.

So what if Charlie was his real daughter? In their father's eyes, Sandy was always more important than Charlie. Charlie could never outdo her.

\"Didn't your mom ever teach you about first come, first served? Give it back!\" Brooks, who had just come back with some hot cocoa, approached after witnessing Sandy's antics from outside. His face was serious and stern.

Normally, a plush toy wouldn't be worth a fuss, but Brooks had a clear understanding of Sandy's behavior. His good upbringing kept him from saying anything too harsh, but he was tempted to point out that her lack of manners was a result of poor parenting.

intimidated by the coldness Brooks exuded, but remembering that Charles wasn't far away, her fear vanished. Her mom had told her that Evelyn was the wicked woman who had lured her dad away, breaking up their

against me? You know crossing me

aren't you scared she'll be damned forever?\" These were words Sandy had overheard Dahlia say at home. Dahlia, feeling ignored by Charles, often cursed Evelyn, predicting a grim fate

so many times that she could recite it without thinking.

with me? Charlie, that little brat,

with emotion listening to Sandy's venomous words, especially the curses against Charlie. She couldn't hold back and

The sound of the slap was sharp and clear. This was the first time Sandy had been

believed in everything she said. In her mind, Charlie was shameless for trying

seemed like karma to her, but she didn't expect Evelyn to hit her. How dare she? Sandy would

about to call over a sales clerk, heard Sandy's cries. His expression shifted immediately, and he

touching, which darkened his expression. It was a distance too close forgust friends, and