[Warning: Violence.]
Henry nodded, "You're right, Ma. Tell her everything in your mind. Let him know how much you despise that woman."
Penny felt the rush all over her body when she was encouraged by Henry. This was her time to finally get the life she deserved.
"Marlon Grant, I fucking hate that bitch you called wife. Dahlia is a witch who ruined my life. She acts so kind even though she's actually evil."
"Really? How come?" Henry kept instigating as Penny was out of control, which was what he wanted.
"How come? Heh…" Penny sneered. "Isn't it obvious? How could this old man still love Dahlia when she's already sagging? How come none of the servants working in this estate want to talk to me? How come you, as my son, hate me, your mother?"
