cked a plate of cold, leftover eggs onto the floor and or

ng the obedient fool, and walk

r silk dress, holding her phone on a selfie stick. She was live on Instagram, broadcasting

r eyes. She wanted to publicly humiliate the "re

ing wet dog food from the patio. She walked ove

et. "This is my poor, mentally challenged sister. I'

and shoved it toward Adeline's mouth. The live cha

wered, hiding a f

, Adeline lunged forwar

hick rubber garden hose. Her body w

o the grass. The bowl of dog food flipped in the air, landing p

tentionally dragged her bare forearm across the sharpe

ckery shifted instantly. Thousands of screenshots were

hone onto the grass, her face contorted in p

, terrified scream. "Don't hit m

oed across the

or the Herring family representative, his phone pressed to his ear as he placated a vital investor. His eyes constantly darted toward the long, winding driveway. Finally, the heavy ir

kyard. He saw Damaris raising her hand, and Adeline c

Ewell

spun her around, and delivered a b

unned. She held her red cheek

trembling. "The dog food tasted bad.

couldn't lie. Adeline's words instantly conv

grass. The live stream was still running.

nsive leather shoe directly onto the phone

she saw her daughter crying.

. "If this scandal ruins the Herring deal

She glared at Adeline wi

ing to sob. But in the dark space between her arms

. "Sir, the Herring family ass

trina and Damaris were left in the yard, humiliated