“Answer me! Were you bullied and pushed to the ground and scratched at your back? Did you ever sprain your ankle?” She kept with the questions, her eyes blazing In fury.

“Step mom, I…”

“I was not talking to you Baron.” She held a hand to cut him off. “Now you Katherina, answer me.”

“I…I…”

“Were you accused of stealing a phone?” She probed.

Beta Mark was possibly behind all these revelations, he had told them about it. I turned to dad, he too was not happy. He looked disappointed. As soon as our eyes met, he averted his. They both hated me at the moment.

Dad had done nothing...