Chapter: 38


    Debbie took a deep breath and cleared her throat.


    “Uncle Sebastian.”


    Hearing her voice, Sebastian stopped snapping at his daughter. He turned around and looked at


    Debbie guiltily.


    “Oh, you’re here, Debbie.”


    Lucinda stood up from the sofa and walked over to Debbie. She took


    Debbie’s hand and looked at her with concern.


    “Debbie, how are you? Did


    Mr. Hilton…”


    Despite Lucinda’s voice trailing off, Debbie knew what she was asking.


    ALL the upper ss gossips knew about her forced kiss with Carlos and what happened on the cruise


    ship.


    She shook her head and was about to answer, but Gail interrupted her,


    “What the hell are you doing here? Do you just want to watch me get punished? Get out! You’re not


    wee here!”


    “Shut up, Gail!” Sebastian’s face turned purple from rage. It was his and his wife’s fault that Gail grew


    up to be such an infuriating spoiled brat. Which exined why she behaved so badly today.


    Sebastian’s roar made Gail shrink back, but she couldn’t help but shoot


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    Debbie a resentful re.


    In her eyes, it was Debbie’s fault that she offended Carlos and was expelled from school.


    Ignoring Gail, Debbie walked up to Sebastian and tugged at his sleeve gently.


    “Uncle Sebastian, please don’t be angry. Think about your health.”


    Even when she was a child, Debbie knew that Sebastian had high blood pressure and a myocardial


    infarction


    Her words seemed to suck all the energy from Sebastian. He sank onto the sofa like a deted balloon


    and sighed heavily. When would Gail be as sane and mature as Debbie? Actually, he would be


    grateful if


    Gail could even be half as thoughtful and well-behaved as Debbie.


    “Debbie, quit buttering up to my parents. No matter how hard you try to tter them, they’re my parents,


    not yours! Your father’s dead, and your mother abandoned you~ Ah!”


    Gail shrieked in pain as a pnded on her face.


    A crisp sound reverberated around the room. It was Lucinda’s hand that had pped Gail across the


    cheek whilst Debbie stood there, expressionless.


    Venting her anger didn’t seem to satiate Lucinda’s anger. Picking up a feather duster, she swung it


    towards Gail.