After Derrick had left, Riona felt like going after him and giving him a heavy punch right on his mouth.

She grinned and stood up. She looked at Dexter who avoided her gaze and then she ran towards the door with all her might.

“And what do you think you are doing?” Dexter asked.

“There is no way that creature can be my uncle. I feel like ripping off his throat” she replied.

She was furious and the only that can appease her at the moment was to see Derrick lying helplessly in front of her.

“Now I see where you got your traits from” Dexter chuckled.

“This is no...