Josephine Hawthorne slapped the sofa and stood up, "A child born of a whore is still a whore! Saying such shameless things! As if that whore mother of yours is some kind of beauty. If it weren't for her scheming to seduce Grayson, how would he have betrayed me!"
Beatrice Hargrave was still too young. Seeing her closest person being called a whore, she lost control immediately and retorted with her chin raised at Josephine Hawthorne, "You're the whore, your whole family is!"
"Ha!" Josephine let out a derisive laugh and sat back down on the sofa, glancing at Beatrice with disdain in her expression, "An uncultured girl, arguing with you is beneath me!"
"Sigh," Henry Hargrave sighed helplessly, feeling both helpless and headache from the quarrel between the two women.
