"Stepmother, stepmother, stepmother." Daisy Ginger threw a bunch of leaves at his face, "When did I say I wanted to be your stepmother? A brat like you, I wouldn't take even if you were free, so stop being narcissistic, okay?!"
"You!" George Stephens spat out a dry leaf from his mouth, spitting repeatedly, looking up at Daisy Ginger with disdain and anger, "How can there be a woman like you in this world?!"
His mother was always gentle and all the servants around Robert Stephens who took care of him were also very quiet. He had never seen a woman like Daisy Ginger who was not gentle, not considerate, and even used violence on him.
He hated her even more!
Daisy Ginger punched him, venting her anger, and now couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.
She glanced at him, let out a mocking chuckle, walked over and sat on some dead leaves, "I'm also curious how there can be such a vicious brat like you in this world."
