Chapter 8 Justice for the Children Who Lost Their Lives

Numerous gazes fell on Tiana as soon as those words left her mouth.

Even amongst the many eyes on her, she could instantly tell who the most piercing pair had belonged to—Elizabeth. Her scrutinizing gaze was full of dissatisfaction as she stared at Tiana. From the looks of it, the only reason why Tiana hadn’t been whipped by Elizabeth’s cane was because they weren’t alone at the moment.

Tiana unwillingly took a step back as she gulped. However, she stepped on her son, who was on the floor, instead of the ground. The child then immediately burst into tears and started to wail at the top of his lungs.

Seeing her son cry, she slapped the boy across his cheek. “What are you crying for? Did someone die?” she impatiently hissed.

Five-year-old Theodore Ashe only sobbed harder at that. Brokenhearted, he cried, “Momma, you meanie! Momma is a poo-poo head! I don’t like Momma anymore!”

Tiana was already in a foul mood to begin with, but it worsened when he started giving her a hard time. It made her so infuriated that she itched to send another slap his way.

The mood in the living room gradually dampened as the two of them argued between themselves.

Elizabeth’s face had fallen after spectating the interaction between the mother and son. “Come with me to the study room after you sign the agreement, Rae,” she suddenly said to Rachel, who only nodded in response.

After leaving her signature on the document, she slightly bent toward her son and instructed, “Casper, can you take care of Olive while I’m gone? I will be back in a jiffy.”

“Leave Olive to me!” Casper announced with a grin. “Trust me, Mommy!”

And trusted her son, she did.

ever since he grew into a sensible little adult two

lot of things that she couldn’t afford to concern

had to head off to work in the morning, Casper was the one who took care of Olivia. The

the hands and let out a long sigh. “I know it has been hard on you these past four years. I had always thought that you ran away from home out of spite. If only I had known the truth four years ago… I didn’t think that

against Elizabeth’s thigh, Rachel couldn’t help but notice how lovingly the older woman

back to her home country since

for her child

naive young miss I once was. I want to fight

she could almost see it

lifeless bodies of both her first and second son lying on the cold

their faces purple from the lack of oxygen, had quietly

the thought of that, Rachel’s eyes were

the past now. Don’t cry…” Elizabeth patted her on the back. “Since you are here at the Sinclair Residence, treat this as your own place and

wordlessly nodded

of the Sinclair Residence, Elizabeth was the one who wore the pants

didn’t intend to stay there without repaying the Sinclairs. With the chip that she had developed, the Sinclairs would definitely be

guilty about staying with the Sinclairs if she

chatted, they were interrupted by a sudden wailing from outside

crying again?” Elizabeth asked,

a commotion

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