“Ah…” Sheila let out a sharp cry of pain.
“Little Uncle, I told you this because I thought you’d be grateful! I just feel she’s not worthy of you—she and Barry used to be lovers! And she’s only the Wilson family’s adopted daughter—how could she be fit to be my Little Aunt?”
Amanda had made her life worse than death. Ever since childhood, she’d been pampered and privileged—how could she bear such humiliation?
She couldn’t swallow it. She wanted revenge.
If she didn’t get revenge, she woke up every day boiling with anger.
She couldn’t even sleep at night.
Benjamin’s gaze turned steadily colder as he looked at her. Mary really raised a good daughter.
To raise a child like this—it would almost be better if she’d truly died.
“Sheila, if I’m not mistaken, you graduated from a prestigious
