Serena felt a cold shiver run down her spine, her face drained of color.
Growing up, her mother had never used such foul language to scold her. Before Rosemary came into the picture, she was the family's darling princess, doted on by everyone. She got everything she wanted
with just the snap of her fingers, living a life of luxury and ease.
But now, her mother was unleashing such venomous words at her, had kicked her twice, and slapped her across the face.
Before Rosemary's return, would her mother have ever dreamed of treating her like this?
Every harsh word, every action cut like a knife, stabbing deep into Serena's heart.
Watching her mother tremble with anger, tears streamed down Serena's face, "Mom."
"Don't you dare call me 'mom' again. You're not worthy." Louisa pointed an accusing finger, her voice choked with cold anger and disappointment, "We raised you for eighteen years, treating you like a
