The Three Little Guardian Angels

Chapter 1813

Chapter 1813 

Freyja‘s back stiffened, and the empathy that had just sprouted in her heart was immediately strangled to death by her mother‘s words. 

Brandon was also stunned. He wanted to pull Sandy away but was pushed aside by her. She looked extremely morbid as she raised her voice hysterically. “Fey, you‘re my only hope now! You can‘t leave me behind! I‘m your mother!” 

The sound of a slap resounded in the bedroom. 

Freyja was not able to react to the abrupt movement at all, and all she saw was Sandy falling onto the bed. 

The scene was immediately followed by Brandon‘s wrath.“ Haven‘t you had enough!?” 

Sandy covered her cheeks, froze on the bed, and did not utter a single word. 

Brandon took a deep breath. “What did you promise me? You promised that you‘d get along with Fey. Were you lying to me!?” 

With his bloodshot eyes, he gnashed his teeth. “You‘ve killed your son, is that still not enough for you to learn a lesson? And now you‘re planning to reach out to your daughter? What‘s the power and status that you‘ve been fighting for? Why didn‘t the king take you and Ken in? Don‘t you have any self-awareness? What kind of mother would use her child as a tool to fight for power? Your son‘s death is on you!” 

“It‘s not me... It‘s not...” Sandy trembled. She looked stupefied and sorrowful. 

that Ken had died.

Brandon. Because of his cowardice, he had failed to stop Ken

expressionlessly. “Father, since Mother doesn‘t look too well mentally, you should take her

stared at a corner in the room. He looked absentminded and did not speak for a

around. “I‘ll go

Pruitt manor, she stopped outside the yard with a dejected

pieces. I actually had a trace of

the city, at the Knowles

 

arrive home in one piece. Rick hurriedly hugged her. “Darling, why are you crying all of a sudden?”

thought we‘d never see our son again.” Diana leaned on his shoulder and covered her face with a handkerchief. “I only have one son. How can I get myself a daughter–in–law if I lose my son

was rendered

is it?‘

her head and could not hold back her smile.

Knowles has gone a little overboard with

bridge of his nose. “Mother, was that enough to

my mind worrying about you! For God‘s sake, what kind of child have I given birth to? He

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