Chapter 35

• “Hello, it's Bee.” Bee spat into the phone when it had gone through.
• Rosalind raised an eyebrow, smirking slightly. “Ah, yes, Bee dear. How are you?”
• “Cut the pretense Rosalind, I have done what you asked. Transfer the balance into Anthony's account.” Bee snapped into the phone, the hatred dripping through her voice like a poisonous venom. She hated Rosalind to the core, after all, she was the one who was making her life with her little family hell.