Chapter 58 A Call from Victoria

Mrs. Whitmore reeled from the slap. Her carefully styled hair came loose, strands falling around her face.

“Ah!”

She covered her cheek and stared at her husband.

“You hit me too?!”

“You’re damn right I did!” Mr. Whitmore shouted. “You’re the reason she turned out like this!”

He pointed at his w...

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