Denise looked at Joshua as her eyes widened. "No! That can't be!"
She bit her lip and shook her head vehemently. She did not dare to look at the information on the floor. "That's not true! How am I not my parent's biological daughter? They've treated me so nicely ever since I was young. They'd never do the things you said and would never use me!"
As she talked, she glared at Joshua evilly. "I won't believe a thing you said; not a word! You're all Gwen's friends. Every word that you said is helping Gwen, the whore who wrecked other people's relationships! You people will never fool me!"
Gwen sneered at what Denise said. She could not be bothered to argue with Denise about who the other woman was in this case. She reckoned Denise was a stubborn woman that would never listen to anyone else.
'If she is a smart person, she'd never do such a thing to Thomas and Yannie in the mansion after Thomas's father got shot and was sent to the hospital!'
She squinted, and unlike the gentle and indifferent person she was before, she glared at Denise's face coldly. "Say it again. What am I?"
Denise sneered and answered loudly, "You're a whore!"
Slap! Gwen's powerful slap landed on Denise's cheek. "Again. What am I?"
Denise's face was swollen with a handprint on it. In spite of that, she was not about to give in. "You're a whore! No matter how many times you slap me, you're still a whore!"
Slap! Gwen did not relent. She mustered every bit of strength she could in her attacks, so much so that Denise tasted blood in her mouth. Regardless of that, she widened her eyes and glared at Gwen as she did not give up. "Whore!"
Slap!
"Whore—" Slap!
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