“That bitch!” Hazel screamed as she entered the guest room and ran her hand in her hair furiously.

She had never felt so humiliated all her life, that bitch that called herself Mrs. Harlan had just insulted the hell out of her.

That moment, she wished her look could k!ll her or she could just strangle her. That bitch was savage that made her almost give up on staying in the mansion.

“And you?” Hazel glared at Beverly and grabbed her arm hurriedly.

“Mama…” Beverly whined.

“I told you to cling harder onto your dad! You called him just papa and left him alone! I said you should make him...