"Enough, Helena, this is the last time I'll call you that. I hope you remember one thing clearly: Nicole Serene will soon be my wife, the person I will spend my life with. I know exactly what she's like and what you're like, more than anyone else. I don't want to hear any more of your insults towards her. If you harm her again, I will sever all ties with you. You will no longer be my younger sister, and there will be no relationship between us. Also, there's no need for you to attend my wedding with Nicole. I hope you remember these words; no one can forgive you over and over again."
Deano Zell directly hung up the phone. His patience with Helena Zell had reached its limit.
She kept calling this one a slut, that one a slut, saying others weren't good people. But what about herself? She never felt she was wrong.
Perhaps in her heart, she was always right, and everyone else was wrong.
