VIVIAN'S POV
"You took the phone?" Becca gapes at me after I pull the iphone out of my bag, we are seated in the bus on our way back to the city centre.
"Of course I did, I am not a fool so I wasn't going to turn down such an expensive phone that your father can never afford to buy for me," I smirk as I start polishing the screen of the phone with a piece of cloth.
"I honestly wonder what wrong my father did to deserve a wife like you," Becca dares to say.
I glance around, studying people's expressions, worrying that someone may have heard my daughter's nasty words but everyone is minding their own business. No one heard Becca since the bus seats are spaced far apart.
"How many times must I tell you to watch your mouth? You may not agree with some of the decisions I make but I am sti
