Chapter 656: 218: Retribution has arrived, evildoers are ground by evildoers_5
James nodded, hugging Afra Gracen’s shoulders, “Of course it’s true, go pick a room quickly.”
Afra glanced at Sylvia Thompson lying on the floor and continued, “But can she agree with this?”
“This is my house! What right does she have to disagree?” James glanced at Sylvia, “If she dares to say no, watch me slap her to death!”
After all, Sylvia Thompson was his biological daughter!
Even Sylvia’s life was given to her by him, not to mention a house.
“Alright!” Afra immediately ran over to choose a room without even changing her shoes.
Looking at the footprints left on the carpet.
Sylvia could hardly tolerate it anymore.
Why would she let a gambling addict like James and a wretched woman like Afra move into her house?
“Get out! Get out of my house!” Sylvia got up from the floor, pointing at the door and shouted: “Get out!”
James pretended not to hear her, opened the refrigerator door, and took out an apple to munch on.
Afra took a fur coat from a closet and draped it over herself, walking and asking, “Old James, can you give me this coat?”
James nodded, “Of course, sweetheart, this will be your home from now on. You can wear any clothes you want!”
“Thank you, my dear!”
Afra kissed James again.
Being rich is truly great!
No wonder everyone wants to be rich.
Sylvia looked up to see that one of her favorite fur coats was being worn by a wretched prostitute, which made her so disgusted that she wanted to vomit. She rushed to Afra’s side, “Take it off! Take it off for me!”
“Old James, look at your daughter! She is so fierce!” Afra walked to James’ side, holding his arm and acting coquettishly, “I’m so scared! She’s scaring me!”
“Bloody brat! Do you know who she is?” James slapped Sylvia in the face, “I’m legally married to her now. From now on, she’s your mother! If you dare to touch your mother again, I’ll fucking kill you, you unfilial daughter!”
Sylvia was dumbfounded by the slap.
She was a pampered daughter of the Thompson Clan, and hardly anyone had dared to hit her since she was a child.
Even Sawyer Thompson and Mary Perryne hadn’t laid a finger on her.
She was actually hit by a disgusting person like James.
This was more unbearable for Sylvia than death.
What was even more disgusting was that James asked her to call a wretched woman like Afra “mom.”
Once upon a time, this wretched woman wasn’t even qualified to serve Sylvia tea or hand her water.
Even a lowly prostitute could casually bully her!
She was so resentful!
She was so resentful!
Sylvia’s hands clenched into fists, shaking her whole body due to excessive force.
Once a proud and haughty socialite, she was adored by countless people in the socialite circles.
Sylvia knew her current predicament very well.
If she wanted to get out of this troublesome situation…
She must eliminate the trouble that was James.
Otherwise, James would certainly become a lifelong stain on her.
Thinking about this, Sylvia squinted her eyes, a sinister look flashed in her pupils.
At this moment, Afra squatted down, lifted Sylvia’s chin with her index finger, and smiled, “Come on, good daughter, call Mom and let her hear.”
Sylvia immediately pushed Afra’s hand away, “Get lost!”
“Old James! Look at your daughter!” Afra looked at James, “She’s bullying me!”
James squatted down, grabbed Sylvia’s hair, and slammed her head to the floor, “You little bitch, you’re so lawless that you dare to bully your mother too!”
Afra stood there, arms crossed, with a smug look as she watched Sylvia.
Thinking of living in such a luxurious house in the future, Afra’s heart felt extremely elated.
“Apologize to your mother!” James clenched Sylvia’s hair, forcing her to look at Afra.
“Ask me to apologize to such a shameless person? Dream on!”
These words completely enraged James. Just as he had done with Aunt Zhang, he violently punched Sylvia.
Sylvia gritted her lips, glaring at James.
Her eyes were full of sinister looks.
Like a venomous snake waiting to harm someone.
At this moment, Afra laughed and said, “Forget it, Old James, why bother with a child? By the way, I want to sleep in the biggest bedroom tonight.”