The Day I Kissed An Older Man

Chapter 81

Francine turned around to point her finger at Corinne. “It’s you! It’s one of your tricks again! You must’ve found this woman to take the blame!”

Corinne spread her arms innocently. “Francine, are you only going to be satisfied when I’m the escort as you’d hope?”

Francine replied unhappily, “What do you mean, as I’d hope? You are the escort!”

All of a sudden, a swift smack landed on Francine’s cheek, and it made a crisp sound.

Pamela panted, having slapped her granddaughter in rage.

“Are you not finished, Francine !? After the scene you caused at home, here you are in the police station, causing another scene! Corinne is your sister-in-law! Why do you keep on humiliating her like this?!”

“Grandma, did you just slap me?” The flabbergasted Francine raised a hand to lightly cover her burning cheek. She whimpered, “You never hit me since I was a child, yet you slapped me because of Corinne?”

Pamela’s heart went soft when she saw tears dropping from her granddaughter’s eyes.

Nevertheless, Francine had crossed the line. Through gritted teeth, she reprimanded strictly, ” should’ve slapped you earlier! You wouldn’t have behaved like a spoiled girl if I had taught you well. Apologize to Corinne now and seek her forgiveness!”

woman. “She’s the escort! I’m telling

fingers around Corinne’s neck aggressively, and shook her

say anything when Francine kept on

you think

so anxious that she nearly

the station, just in time to catch his grandmother from falling. With a cold glare, he ordered Francine, “Let go of

young age. This time, she shrugged off the fear and blustered, “Brother,

expression darkened. “Don’t make

by his demeanor, Francine immediately

the red marks on her neck. “Are you an idiot?” he hissed.

condemnation! She attacked me, so why are you not blaming her for attacking me? You’re even blaming me for not avoiding her attack? The

Corinne’s reply. He pinched her cheek. “Look at you and that sharp

her lips. “Hmph! I just got choked and here you are, pinching my cheek! Like I said,

calloused hand rubbing her head. After that, he looked to the side to glare daggers at Francine. “You!” he

could tell her brother was infuriated. She tried

whimpered, “Jeremy…”

anymore. Instead, he continued to examine the red marks on Corinne’s fair neck. He felt pained as though the pain