Whispers Turn to Whimpers: Could He Ever Change?

Chapter 122

“Ms. Smith,” Sherilyn chuckled, shaking her head with a lightness that befied the tonator, in the room. “Forgive my frankness, but your father’s a grown man. Mottbytet med at

M6166/6t néA and single. Whorn he chooses to spend his time with is entirely up to him. Even if jette his daughter, you really don’t have a say in it.”

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The disbelief was evident on the young girl’s face. “So, you mean, you won’t leave thy

dad?”

Sherilyn met her gaze squarely, shaking her head firmly in denial. “Yes, unless Mr. Smith himself wishes it, I have no plans of going anywhere.”

“You!” The girl’s anger bubbled over, her features contorting with rage. “Bitch! Using your pretty face to ensnare men, huh? Fine! I’ll just have to destroy that face of yours and s66 how you charm anyone then!”

Enraged, she lunged at Sherilyn, reaching out to snatch a handful of her hair.

“Ah!” Sherilyn winced, a frown marring her features. “What are you doing? Let go!”

laughter dark and menacing. “Scared now? Too later Let’s see how I can

there and take it. She fought

Didn’t your mother ever teach you any shame?”

Colin, caught in the chaos, didn’t know what to

Mr.

in her fury. “Even if I killed her,

spot, couldn’t step in physically. He

stepped in, trying to separate the combatants. But this only seemed to infuriate Ms.

and red–eyed, she hissed, “Oh, you’ve got backup, huh? Fine! Don’t blame me for getting

a desperate move, she clutched Sherilyn’s neck,

constricted… the world started to dim, her mind racing

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was truly lost to madness, intent on

she couldn’t die. “Jenna,

no one to save her?

Ms.

life by clinging to my dad? Dream on. Every penny he spends on you

distant. Sherilyn