Chapter 1433 Rated R
- Shirley had never been one to argue or fight, but seeing her daughter slapped snapped something inside her.
- She lunged forward to protect Carrie. "How can you be so cruel? You hit a kid!"
- The woman in white snarled like a wild dog, grabbing Shirley's pale, flowing hair in a harsh grip. "So what if I hit you? I hit people like you—filthy lowlifes!