Mrs. Moore had a sorrow look in her eyes as she talked about Peyton and her eyes were filled with hatred when talking about Samantha.
In Mrs. Moore eyes, her 7 years in jail were her fault? She hired no thugs to hurt Peyton, but they wouldn’t believe her. In their mind, she was the heinous one.
Suddenly, Samantha laughed. She laughed hysterically.
“So what? I’m heartless and so what! I don’t like her. She stole my life and enjoyed the prosperity for so many years. I am the daughter of the Moore family! And she was just an unwanted child!”
Mrs. Moore was raging and her heart was throbbing in pain. She slapped Samantha again.
Samantha was stunned, her face was swelling like no tomorrow.
But no matter how much it hurt, it didn’t hurt as much as her heart.
Everybody only cared about Peyton and nobody cared about her.
“Your stepmother didn’t teach you any manners! I will discipline her for you, you wicked girl!” There were flames in Mrs. Moore eyes, she was going to hit her again.
Samantha dodged this time and grabbed her arm.
“Mrs. Moore, you don’t have the right to criticize my stepmother. I never enjoyed my life under the Moore family anyways. My surname is Powell, you have no right to keep hitting me like this.”
Mrs. Moore’s eyes were wide open. She looked at Samantha unbelievably and was about to faint from anger.
She was about to pass out from resentment.
Samantha said calmly, “From today onwards, I don’t want to have anything to do with you guys ever again and you have no say.”
She couldn’t be the daughter of the Moore family, but she would rather be Samantha Powell.
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