Chapter 937

"Get me Phoebe, or I'll kill her daughter!" Then Lyla's crying rang. Olivia's expression immediately changed. She handed Sam to Mrs. Simmons and pushed her way through the crowd. She got in to see Dorothy holding Lyla, a scalpel against Lyla's tender neck. Her pale skin was oozing hints of blood, looking shocking. "Dorothy, I'm here. Let go of my daughter!" Dorothy turned her head around to look over and sneered. "Phoebe, you've ruined everything for me. I won't make life easy for you now!" "Let go of my daughter!" "Let go? Why?" Dorothy stepped back and smiled grimacingly as she said, "I have nothing against you, but you've made me lose everything. You also want to accuse me of murder and send me to prison!" With that said, she grinned and laughed out loud. "Phoebe, the least I can do is kill your daughter before going to prison! Otherwise, I can't accept it!" "Do you know how hard I worked to get where I am? Then what?" Dorothy gritted her teeth. "As soon as you showed up w