Glenda’s hands instinctively covered her ears before she let out an irate cry. “So what? After raising you for so many years, I am entitled to them. I deserve these! The only way you can have them is if your mother comes back to life and asks for them!”

“Don’t you dare bring up my mother again!” Ariana hissed, feeling the anger bubbling inside her. Without thinking, she yanked the earring from Glenda’s right ear.

A deafening scream of agony pierced the air as blood gushed from the wound. Glenda clutched her ear, staring at Ariana in disbelief. “How dare you!” she yelled, her eyes filled with rage.

As Brielle launched toward Ariana with the intent to slap her, Ariana deftly evaded the attack but was immediately caught by Glenda from the other side.

Brielle seized the moment to push Ariana to the floor, grasping her hair.

With a furious voice, Brielle shouted, “Ariana, you bitch!” She raised her hand to strike Ariana but was interrupted by a low, cold voice that resounded throughout the room.

“Hey! What is going on here? What are you doing to my wife?”

eyes darted toward the door, where

and sitting in a wheelchair with a soft blanket on his lap. Despite being seated, he had an air of power and nobility that commanded the

lasers at

wife do to deserve

been feeling self-important, was caught off guard and began to

time and barked,

his assistant, who had been standing silently behind him, sprang

terror as Horace dragged her away from Ariana, but she couldn’t free

scurried behind Glenda, cowering

rolled his wheelchair toward Ariana, his eyes reflecting concern. “Are you okay?” he asked, his touch sending

understand why the same man who so coldly dismissed her yesterday was now being so gentle and

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