"Daddy...” Gloria called out to him bravely.
Old Master Shaw said nothing.
Before he could react, Mrs. Shaw screamed out in shock, "Oh...you hussy! You little b*tch! So it's you! I didn’t expect it to be you!"
Gloria was stunned into silence."..."
She was so terrified she had no idea where to go to hide herself. She stood in her spot, stupefied.
Mrs. Shaw's sharp fingernails dug into her forehead." You little b*tch! How... How did you get here! Your gold digger mother sent you here, didn't she! Our Jennie is such an innocent girl, so how did you deceive her and convince her to let you in!"
Old Master Shaw glared at Gloria angrily, his eyes opened wide in fury. "You...You’re so rude! How did you get in here! Who! Who let you into this house!"
Gloria said, "Dad, it's Gloria! I'm Gloria, and I'm your daughter. Didn't you just compliment my skills on the piano?"
She looked at her father bravely, tears swimming in her eyes. She missed her father so much.
"Dad..." "Go away!" A fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy kicked
Gloria to the ground.
"He's not your father! You little bastard! Go away! Get out of my house right now!" The teenage boy was almost as tall as an adult. His kick was so painful that Gloria remained curled up on the floor and could not stand upright for a long time.
She looked at everyone fearfully. Finally, her eyes locked onto Jennie. However, Jennie was looking at Gloria with tears in her eyes, "Gloria! You’re so shameless, so manipulative! You were just using me, weren’t you!?”
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