Chapter 97 Who Is Really Your Enemy?

• Nicole’s body stiffened, frozen in place as the cold barrel of a pistol pressed against her forehead. The hand she had raised to strike Erica dropped, the slap left unspent. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears, but she refused to let them fall.
• “Don’t you dare touch my mother, Nicole!” Shania hissed warningly.
• A sarcastic smile curved on Nicole’s lips as she glared at Shania, hatred burning in her eyes. “I only raised my hand because your mother murdered mine. If you were in my place, wouldn’t you have done the same?”