The Double ( or More ?) Life of The Fake Heiress

Chapter 882

The phone barely rang twice before it was answered.

"Kitty, I'm warning you, stay away from my daughter, or you'll regret it," Delilah's icy tone cut through the air.

Kitty just smirked on the other end. Did Delilah still fancy herself some sort of queen?

She casually twirled a curl of hair around her finger, responding slowly, "I have no choice. Since you refuse to be a match for dad, I have to turn to your daughter. It's not her fault she has a mother as cold and heartless as you."

Delilah's eyes narrowed. Her sister had always been conniving, inheriting their father's ruthless streak, never giving up until she got what she wanted.

"Don't push your luck," Delilah snapped impatiently.

Kitty chuckled softly, "I've already told you, if you won't come back to the Cunningham family, I'll go after your daughter."

if she's not a match, I might have to approach your sons. They have

are you trying to prove by going after my daughter?" Delilah retorted with a cold

words. Is this how a mother should

that moment, Yara walked

herself, not wanting her daughter to overhear, and

expression. She put down her bag and casually asked, "Were

cleared her throat and tossed the phone onto the coffee table, "Just some card buddies,

games, Yara didn't think much of it and instead asked, "How's Grandpa been these

face, "He's been doing much better after taking the medicine from your teacher's pharmacist friend. Donald was

source.

his condition is still severe. To fully recover, he needs a bone marrow transplant. The medication can only keep

weak immune system, managing to control the

three months is quite