Chapter 322

Vivian Thornton was still a mother at heart. The moment she saw Samantha Montgomery’s bruised face, her expression froze. “Samantha, who… who did this to you? How could they hit you like that?” she asked, her voice trembling with worry. Samantha let out a bitter laugh. “Who else? Of course it's the Harringtons. You all think I’ve been living the dream? Let me give you a reality check—stay in your lane and stop daydreaming about things you’ll never have. Unless you wanna go back to that dump we used to rent.” Vivian and Arthur Montgomery both fell silent. Arthur silently took another swig from the bottle, frustration clouding his face. Yeah, that rental place they lived in before? No comparison to where they lived now. Sure, this wasn't the old Montgomery home, but it was still miles better than rock bottom. “What’s all the noise about?” Alexander Montgomery strolled in from outside, looking much better since his last run-in when he’d gotten beat up. “Hey sis, you’re back! Perfect timin