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."

but not wanting

you suffer by losing the ones you love!

wanting

Bronte about to let

slowly

know you're doing this for someone else. This isn't what you truly want, is it? Think about it: if you go through

attempted to reason with Bronte, hoping to appeal to whatever conscience

sneered

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

from the moment Leon left me, I wanted to destroy you. I want you to lose what you love most! You want me to let this brat go? Fine, get on your knees and beg!

bloodshot, staring at Tiffany, excited

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cops! I told you to come alone!" Bronte

It was Lana, the director here, who made the call,"

explaining. "Bronte, let Flora go. There's still a way out. I can give you money to leave Harmony City. We won't

watched Bronte's hand,

inflatable mat and prepared to

had no way out. She couldn't back

die, I'll take your daughter

no longer believed Tiffany. She wanted

go. Take me

pleaded, not wanting Flora to

her voice hoarse, calling

She brought

to come.