Chapter 62 The Apple of Jonathan’s Eye

• Jeez! I can’t believe Margaret would really do that! Soon, Rosalie fell into the mud before she clumsily got on her feet, staring at Margaret in disbelief. “How dare you kick me?!”
• Margaret replied in a nonchalant manner, “I admit that you’re a beauty, and I don’t care how you try to put me down, but I’ll never let you insult Jonathan!”
• “Why can’t I? My dad raised him, so he is nothing but a dog in my house!”