She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 66

All she ever wanted was a single word of praise from her parents.

But all she got were their cold stares—and their sneers. They said she was just a cheap imitation, a wannabe who could never get it right.

With nowhere to vent her frustration, she threw herself into learning self-defense and kickboxing...

She wanted to look less vulnerable.

Even though she grew up in the slums, she still had her pride.

But all she received from them was indifference, ridicule, scorn, mockery, and poison.

A bitter smirk tugged at the corner of Sabrina’s mouth.

Her tone was cool and detached as she said, “Then she might as well go to hell. Ms. Lynn, you talk too much. Instead of wasting breath arguing with me, maybe you should save your energy for taking care of Mr. Sutton and your precious daughter. People your age really shouldn’t stay up so late—it’s a health risk.”

With that, she turned and walked away, not bothering to spare her another glance.

Sommer, already fuming, finally snapped—Sabrina had walked right into the line of fire.

She grabbed Sabrina by the shoulder, trying to yank her back, ready to slap her across the face a few times.

But Sabrina moved swiftly, twisting around to seize Sommer’s wrist in a vice-like grip.

Her voice was cold as ice. “You brought me into this world but never cared for me. Abandoned me. And now you want to hit me? Go ahead, try it. Touch a hair on my head and see what happens. For every slap you give me, I’ll give your darling daughter ten. I swear, I’ll pay it back tenfold.”

With that, Sabrina shoved her away and slammed her fist into Sommer’s chest.

It was the first time she’d ever hit her own mother.

Sommer staggered back several steps, barely keeping her footing, clutching her chest as pain and dizziness washed over her.

“How dare you! Don’t think I won’t kill you right here!” Sommer snarled.

“Try it. Let’s see which of us comes out alive.”

Sabrina met her bloodshot gaze without a hint of fear, her eyes cool and defiant.

Then she turned and strode out of the dining room.

Sommer jabbed a trembling finger at Sabrina’s retreating back.

But for a long moment, she couldn’t get a single word out.

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