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!”

“Scared now? Too later Let’s see how I can end you!”

there and take it. She fought back, grabbing at the

your mother ever teach you

scuffling and grappling. Colin, caught in the

it! Ms. Smith, if Mr.

care!” The girl was fearless in her fury. “Even if I killed

a tricky spot, couldn’t step in physically. He

combatants. But this only seemed to infuriate Ms. Smith

she hissed, “Oh, you’ve got backup, huh? Fine! Don’t blame me

clutched Sherilyn’s neck,

her airway constricted… the world started to dim, her mind racing yet

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Ms. Smith was truly lost

die. “Jenna,

no one to

eyes began to close, Ms. Smith’s maniacal laughter ringing in her

clinging to my dad? Dream on. Every penny he spends on you should be

distant. Sherilyn believed