Chapter 413

“Bitch?” Vivian Grant’s smile slowly faded. She looked at Mia Reeves with a calm, cool gaze. “If we’re talking about low, who could possibly beat you and your son? Wrecked your own car and then tried to pin it on someone else. And that ‘someone’ just happened to not want to marry into your messed-up family.” “Your mom’s a damn ungrateful slut! Vincent treated her like gold! Took care of her since they were kids—without him, she would’ve been ruined by those punks back in town! And what did she do? She messed with his feelings and ended up turning him into a cripple!” Mia shouted, her voice shaking with rage. Vivian clenched her fingers so hard her knuckles cracked. If the woman yelling at her were in her forties, she’d probably have slapped her across the face by now. Hard. But… the old hag was over sixty. Not worth it. With a cold breath, she said lightly, “I’ll give your son a call. Be sure to scream a little more while I’m on the phone, otherwise he might not buy that you’ve been st