Chapter 163 Byebye Evil Witch

• AMARA’S POINT OF VIEW.
• “No!” The sound of my stepmother’s banshee-like screech jolts me from my daydream and forces me to look in the direction it came from.
• “You’re being difficult.” My dad said, and I saw Caroline stomping down the stairs like a petulant child, her face red as she clutched onto a chest filled to the brim with jewels. The damn thing was so filled, some of the jewels spilt on the floor, and almost made her trip on it.