Chapter 121 Barefoot

Phoebe let out a cold laugh. "What does it matter to you whether I respond, Mr. Foster? And what right do you have to lecture me?"

"You ungrateful child!" William's hand flew to his chest, his face flushing crimson.

Phoebe smiled mockingly. "I don't have a hypocritical father like you. Don't go c...

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