"You! You have already harmed my son, and now you want to harm my grandchildren. Get those kids here now. They are high-class people and need to learn manners from Carina during their break, so they won't embarrass us like you."
Teach them manners? My heart was already shattered, yet they continued to hurt me.
To gain the Mckay family's approval, my children had suffered a lot since childhood.
They could not laugh or play as they pleased as kids, nor could they enjoy games and phones as they grew older.
When they learned Edgar would attend their parent-teacher meetings, they were too excited to sleep, believing their hard work had finally earned their father's approval.
Even when Edgar made them reflect on their actions in the stifling heat of the car, they obediently obeyed, losing their lives because of it...
I held back my grief and said sharply, "What? Should they learn how to be a mistress or how to raise one?"
"Adrianna!"
"You want to use my children for your show? Fine, I will give you what you want."
I pulled out the urns, raising them high in front of the shocked crowd, in the flashing lights of the media.