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."

not wanting anything

scene only fueled Bronte's rage. "Shut up! Tiffany! If you die, it means nothing. I want to make you suffer by losing the ones you love! You

by jealousy, wanting to see

to let go

her palms sweat, Tiffany slowly moved to

doing this for someone else. This isn't what you truly want, is it? Think about it: if you go through with this, you'll be ruining your life. That person will betray you and leave

with Bronte, hoping to appeal to

sneered at Tiffany's

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

you love most! You want me to let this brat go? Fine, get on your knees and beg! Then I'll let her

staring at

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blared from below. Bronte's face changed,

Bronte was furious, holding Flora over the edge, making

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"Bronte, let Flora go. There's still a way out. I can give you money to leave

Bronte's hand, afraid she'd

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no way out. She couldn't back

if I die, I'll take your daughter

no longer believed Tiffany. She wanted to jump with

I'll kneel! Just let Flora go. Take me instead. She's just a child. Don't scare

pleaded, not wanting

voice hoarse,

seemed to reach Bronte. She brought Flora closer, gesturing for

to come.