"Bradley, I honestly don't have any beef with your mother, but I have tolerated her for years. She had always found something degrading to say about my daughter. It doesn't matter if she says that to me alone, but why did she have to make it look like it was a great crime for my baby to hold on to the rope of hope? To think that the fame and wealth of the family matters more than my daughter, who is she to say that to me? Just because both her children are faring well, she doesn't understand how I feel. But what if it's you or Brexley who were in the same situation as Zara? Would she continue blurting nonsense like she had been doing all these years?" the more she thought about it, the angrier she became.
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