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"Let's not forget that you're weak and pathetic. It's no wonder why your mother left you. I would've left you too. Imagine having someone like you as a daughter," he growled.
I couldn't stop my hand from c*****g back and slapping him right in the face. The grip he had on my neck quickly faltered. The bits of the stinging sensation that erupted in my hand was nothing compared to the satisfaction of my heart.
I glared at him. "You have no right. Last time I checked, it was you who brought me here. It was you who asked me to help you. I've been fine without your assistance on finding my mother, and I'll be fine once again. You want to talk about Omertà, huh? Well, I already know everything about you Santiago . Don't you think it's a bit too late for that? If I were going t
