Chapter 93 The Wife No one Talks About

“And where do you think you're going?” Haley barged into her older sister's room, her phone in one hand. Erica ignored her, folding some clothes into her large suitcase. Haley stared at her for a moment and laughed, “When did you start packing your suitcase yourself? None of the staff are available to help you? After all you're such a damsel in distress! Oh, or wait, no one is at your beck and call anymore after what you did—” “—Shut up!” Erica screeched like a banshee, throwing an expensive sculpture at Haley. It crashed against the wall instead, spreading a thousand tiny pieces on ceramic all over the floor. “Can you fuck back to England where you came from like the little pest that you are?!” Erica exclaimed, “No one wants you here. You came for the damn memorial, the memorial has been fucking over for weeks now! So leave! Actually, never mind, I'm leaving!!” She turned back to her suitcase, throwing the clothes in with renewed rage. Haley raised her eyebrows, a laugh escapi