Chapter 73 It Is Her Fault That You Can’t Dance
“You’re not? Do you think I’m blind? Anyone can see the love bites on your neck!” Madame Brighthall was so furious that she felt dizzy and her head began to throb in waves. It took her quite a while to continued, “I know that my son is to blame as well. I’ll punish him properly, but you must leave this place immediately! You’re not allowed to have any contact with Brendan from now on!
“As a woman, you should be ashamed of yourself. Hasn’t your mother taught you that it’s immoral to be someone's mistress? Do you know how much your behavior has hurt Charlene?”
Deirdre’s eyes reddened with tears abruptly.
Madame Brighthall was the family member that she thought the highest of, other than her own mother. On the other hand, Madame Brighthall had spoken to her with immense coldness and disgust today just to defend Charlene, the most scheming woman she knew.
Her eyes stung, and she felt pain tugging in her chest.
She had never been that shameless or agreed to be someone’s mistress. Sh
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