Twins Secret (Tiffany)

Chapter 118 Kneel Down and Kowtow to Me

Bronte glared at Flora's reddened ear, feeling it wasn't enough. Her life had been wrecked by Tiffany and these three kids, and she wanted nothing more than to end Tiffany. She dug her nails deeper into Flora's arm.

Flora bit her lip, tears streaming down her face, silently calling out for her mom, "Mommy, come save me. It hurts."

Suddenly, the rooftop door flew open.

Tiffany stood there, panting, her hair wild in the strong wind. Her eyes were frantic as

she looked at Bronte and Flora.

"Mommy!" Flora cried out, trying to run to Tiffany, but Bronte held her tight.

"Tiffany, you finally showed up. How do you feel now?"

Bronte tightened her grip on Flora's neck, making her face turn red.

Tiffany took a step forward, her voice hoarse and pleading. "Bronte, please... don't hurt Flora. I'll give you anything you want. Just let her go."

Tiffany begged Bronte, not daring to provoke her further. She feared Bronte might throw Flora off the roof in a fit of rage.

Bronte laughed, releasing Flora's neck but still holding her arm tightly.

"Tiffany, I never thought I'd see you like this. Watching you suffer makes me so happy! If it weren't for you, I'd be Mrs. Cooper by now! Leon would be mine! I hate you. I want you to suffer like I did! Tiffany, what do you think will happen if she's gone?"

Bronte's face twisted with malice. She dragged Flora to the edge of the rooftop, ready to let go.

"No!" Tiffany screamed, almost losing her balance. She steadied herself, her voice urgent. "Bronte, why hurt the kid? She's innocent. Just let her go and I'll talk to you."

cried. terrified but not wanting anything

suffer by losing the ones you love! You care about your kids the most,

was consumed by jealousy, wanting to see Tiffany

to

feeling her palms sweat, Tiffany slowly moved to the edge, striving to

truly want, is it? Think about it: if you go through with this, you'll be ruining

to appeal to whatever conscience

merely sneered at Tiffany's

few words will make me let this brat go? You're wrong!" Bronte pulled Flora back, her eyes like a snake's,

what you love most! You want me to let this

eyes were bloodshot, staring at

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to kneel, sirens blared from below. Bronte's face changed, and she dragged Flora back to the

come alone!" Bronte was furious, holding Flora

Bronte. It was Lana, the director

way out. I can give

hand, afraid she'd let

the police set up an inflatable mat and prepared to

she had no way out. She

die, I'll take your

Tiffany. She wanted to

me instead. She's just a child.

wanting Flora

hoarse,

She brought Flora closer,

to come.