Amy Stone
“You dare hit my wife? What right do you have, Clide? Last time I checked, you're a nobody. You stay under my roof, feeding off me like a leech!” Kael steps forward, his veins popping.
Each step he takes is majestic—enough to make everyone in the room tremble, everyone but me.
“Kael, you don't understand! This b***h pushed me over the cake, and now she's saying I've got some disease. I swear it's false! Amy, you shall pay for this because I will inform my father, and he shall deal with you!” Cassandra steps forward, yanking my hand so tight that I actually feel her nails digging into my skin.
“Cassy, you sick, stupid b***h! You’re here hiding behind your dad's name, but who nursed you when you broke your ankle? Why didn't you call your father to help you? You act like a spoil
