BuzzNovelChapter 2405 Doreens response was sharp and decisive.
Youve got the wrong person I dont know you, and theres no collaboration to discuss.
Without waiting for a reply, she turned to Leave.
The woman called after her, her tone eerily composed, If you change your mind, you know where to find me. Ill be waiting.
Doreen dismissed her as crazy and ignored the remark, pushing the door open to Leave the dimly lit cinema.
As soon as she stepped out into the night, her phone buzzed with a distress call from Phillis.
Doreen couldnt bring herself to ignore the plea.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtReluctantly, she decided to return to her parents home.
She hadnt Lived there since college, and the last tshe visited was before Stellas wedding. That visit had ended in violence when her father had beaten her again.
From that day forward, she vowed never to step foot in that shadowy alleyway.
Yet, as the past tugged at her thoughts, she found herself standing at the familiar doorstep.
The old, dilapidated house stood in eerie silence, its thin walls doing little to block out the chaos within.
The mans furious curses and the womans broken sobs echoed clearly through the shabby structure.
Doreen pushed open the door, and the scene inside froze her for a moment.
Phillis lay crumpled on the floor, her hair clenched in Preston Coopers fist as he shouted, demanding money. Without hesitation, Doreen charged forward, shoving the man away with all her strength.
What are you doing? Let go of my mom! Her anger flared white-hot as her gaze fell on Phillis bruised and battered face.
Preston Cooper, have you completely lost your mind? she shouted, her voice raw with rage and despair.
Her eyes burned with unrestrained fury, but beneath the anger was deep distress as she took in her mothers injuries.
She wished, more than anything, that she could make Preston feel even a fraction of the pain he had caused. But Preston remained unrepentant.
Straightening himself with the arrogance of a man who felt no shame, he extended his hand toward Doreen, his tone cold and calculated.
Givemoney, he demanded brazenly.
Three million, and Ill stop.
Greed dripped from his words, his voice tinged with irrationality, as if he genuinely believed his daughter owed him this.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmDoreen stared at him, her expression a mixture of disbelief and disgust.
Your gambling debts are your own responsibility.
I dont have money for you. Her words carried an unwavering resolve) a clear refusal to enable her fathers reckless behavior any Longer.
e Prestons face twisted with anger as he began to hurl curses, hi£ OM arrogance undeterred. Ive won money at first! This loss was just a mistake.
Ill win it back for sure.
He was completely ensnared in a gamblers delusion, trapped in an endless cycle of false hope and denial, unable-or unwilling-to free himself. Doreens expression hardened.
She couldnt condone such absurd thinking.
She insisted she had no money.
As she spoke, she knelt down to help Phillis to her feet, careful with every movement. The sight of her mothers injuries only fueled her resolve.
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