"The entire house smells so good; there must’ve been a feast."
A few seconds later, the front door swung open, and a sharp woman’s voice rang out from outside the house, "Is this some sort of celebration? I can't believe she has the audacity to celebrate the kidnapping of other people's children."
Luna furrowed her brows upon hearing this. She was just about to say something when Harvey smiled and piped up, "I haven’t seen my Mommy Bonnie in almost a week, so she made me a feast to celebrate our reunion. What's wrong with that?"
The boy turned around and scrutinized the woman who had entered the room, holding Jim's arm as she did. "Your taste has been getting worse and worse, Mr. Jim. I can't believe you gave up such a beautiful woman like my Mommy and ended up with this skank."
Charlotte widened her eyes in shock, then shot Harvey a cold glare.
The apple never fell far from the tree; this bitch's son was just as repulsive as she
was.
"Harvey! " Jim furrowed his brows and glanced sharply at his son. "Where are your manners? Is this how I raised you?
"Charlotte is my fiancee, and she's going to be your new mother in the future, so how can you talk about her like that?"
"Am I not speaking the truth?" Harvey crossed his arms in front of his chest and explained, "Even if she's your fiancee, and the two of you are getting married soon... what does this have to do with my thinking that she's ugly?
"Should I lie just to appear polite? This isn't what you taught me at all, Mr. Jim."
The color drained from Jim's face upon hearing this.
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