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r said bitterly as he looked around the messed up kitchen whi

caretaker since birth pointed out. He was 10 years older but looked as young as Edgar. Edgar frowned. Lucas came and went whenever he liked. It was annoying. Edgar sometimes liked the fact that Lucas was not like any other as

h insults from her. Do

of shock. Edgar, her useless husband is far from useless, but the grands

e finger together and the messed-

a flick of your

f a bitch." I

as started." Lucas pointe

She's not my wife. That's a truth

etting a

t evil hag were t

e the first time they would

teach that girl and her mother a lesson. They seem t

't want to draw attention to yourself un

cia's voice ha

missing rib is

at Lucas who

ately, Lucas wa

hy the hell has my

The mad woman was just lookin

w many times have I told you that I want my bed well-dressed at all times? Whenev

him. He was no ordinary person after all. She was, and, i

done many things worse than this, but he ha

I would go to your room and ma

are you think

Do away with whatever evil thoughts are in those empty heads of yours

ead. "I can help you." She grinned evilly. She knocked him again. Thi

her

anse those perv

fore she could give him a

nt, Patricia

icia said with disdain written all

. That's a lot." It

go whenever you like," Edg

to give you those knocks instead of her knuckles. I wouldn't have gon

free to touch me." E

ife. Not mine

n still remember? My well-be

nt me to d

basically what

e you unless I die, I'd kindly move away even if you'd get killed. I'd try my bes

ve sworn with their life that they would sacrifice their lives for Edgar. It would be a lie, but at least it showed they feared him. But, Lucas was diff

d have dared to say s

tell you what they re

the only reason Lucas was with him at the mo

aching that daughter of Jezebel a

forgotten her humble background. I thi

ed. "This w

he looked fo