Chapter 957

Tears cascaded down Victoria's cheeks even though her lips were busy hurling insults. Deep down, she knew Brad was right. If it hadn't been for Nadine, her grandmother would have passed away years ago. If not for Nadine, she would've been homeless long ago. Maybe the slap cleared her head, or maybe it was the sting still lingering on her face, but everything Nadine had done for her and her grandmother surged back like a relentless tide, gnawing at what remained of her crooked conscience. For a fleeting moment, regret gripped her heart. Victoria regretted what she had done to Nadine—but it didn't last. Wiping her tears away, she raised her head to meet Brad's gaze. "I know why you called me here and what you want from me. So, let me be honest with you—I hate Nadine! Ever since my brother died, every single day of my life, I've hated her! "I'm so sick of how she pretends to care about me, her gentle tone when she talks to my grandmother, and her sickeningly sweet moments with my br