"And you, Mr. Robert, bring your daughter home. I want her. She has the audacity to ignore my call," Paul said frankly to Robert. It seemed he was ordering Robert.
"What is this, Anne?" Robert asked as he glanced at Anne. His voice seemed deep.
"Honey," Anne said, "he is very possessive of his sister."
Paul looked at his mom and said, "Sister?" 'How could she tell it lightly when she knew everything?' Paul thought as he tightened his fists.
"Sister? She isn't my sister. She is my-," suddenly Anne slapped Paul so hard. Before he could say something inappropriate.
"Paul, shut the f**k up. I've had enough of your drama!" Anne shouted at Paul to stop him.
Paul stood there like a statue, touching his face. 'Why are you doing this, mom? Why?' He gritted his teeth while wondering.
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