Chloe's face showed a cold smile as she replied, "Family? Madam Baker, you're not even one of the Hoffmans, are you?"

"You..." Clarisse's expression immediately changed. "Chloe, how could you speak to me like that?"

"And how exactly do you expect me to speak to you? To me, you're nothing more than a stranger," Chloe sneered, clearly showing no respect for Clarisse.

Clarisse was shocked to realize that both her son and daughter harbored such hostility toward her.

Her face fell. Feeling humiliated, she turned her anger toward Mateo, "Look at the daughter you raised!"

Mateo frowned. "Chloe, is that any way to speak to your mother? Apologize!"

Chloe snorted coldly. "I did nothing wrong. Since I was old enough to remember, I haven't had a mother." Chloe's stubbornness mirrored Charles', and she was not one to back down easily.

"Enough!" Maxwell slammed his cane on the floor and stood up with a scowl. "Chloe, come with me!"

Chloe patted her husband, Jordy, on the shoulder and said, "Take care of Anna."

Maxwell and Chloe went upstairs, Clarisse was left seething,

no manners. I knew it from the start. When a child isn't your own, you can't expect someone to truly care

brows together. "Are

gave him a reassuring smile. "I'm

me who abandoned Chloe and Charlie back then, and I didn't raise them either. I only did what any aunt should

"If you're upset and need someone to take

"Enough, Clarisse. Haven't you

trouble?" Mateo snapped, clearly frustrated.

Hoffmans' home, not

to leave right

If you're so unhappy with

one who wronged

helped Nancy to her feet, his eyes filled with disdain

can leave. And for the record, no

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