Chapter 1359 Good Evening, Mrs. Gibson

• Liam lounged there with one leg crossed over the other, not even trying to stand. Seeing the fury blazing across her face, he arched a brow. “What are you putting on airs for? What’s with the attitude? I’m just saying this because I feel bad for you—slaving away all month and still not making as much as you do serving Mr. Gibson. You’ve been doing that for three years. Why pretend you’re some saint?”
• Nina shook with rage. If there were a knife in her hand, she wasn’t sure she could stop herself from swinging it at him.
• Family? Sibling bonds? She’d lived long enough to know better. If she still couldn’t see through it now, she’d have lived for nothing.