Chapter 472 Because Of That Bitch

• “I can’t tell you right now, but you’ll know. It’s not time for Gloria to die yet.” The voice was pleasant to the ear but gave people chills. Angela, who was troubled by confusion and annoyance, took no notice of it. Clutching the phone, she asked in an anxious voice, “When will she die?” After a moment of silence, the other party replied with ease, “It won’t be long.” The phone was then hung up. Angela put down the phone and wrinkled her brows. “I don’t trust this woman. At such a point, she talked like that. Gloria and Jordy are entangled, and Jonathan has been courting Gloria. She will gain more power and will be more difficult to deal with. What is holding this woman back? She said it would not take long, but I think otherwise.” Martha also frowned. She thought for a moment and advised her daughter, “Since she said so, we’ll just wait.” “All that you know is waiting. When will it end?” Angela’s voice was loud and mad. As soon as Claude came back, he heard his daughter ranting. He changed his shoes and went to her room. He sulked, “What are you yelling for again? You’re a girl and my daughter. You should mind your manners.”
• Angela was grumpy by nature. Her father’s scolding annoyed her even more. He had never reprimanded her before. Since these things happened, she felt that her position in the family had been shaken, and living in this shitty place was driving her crazy. “Dad, you’ve never yelled at me before.” Claude’s face changed. He had a bad day in the office today. As soon as he came back, he heard his daughter ranting regardless of her image. He was not happy about it and chided her, not expecting her to be so sad. For a moment, his annoyance was beyond words. He softened his tone and coaxed her, “No, I was just a little anxious and wanted to remind you of your manners. We’re not living in the villa, and the neighbors on the same floor can hear you. Your loud voice may get us exposed.”
• Angela changed color as she hadn’t thought about that. After all, she had been used to living in the villa, and no neighbors had been able to hear her. The servants in their former house were also trusted ones. Their villa was built by her father, and the sound insulation was so good that when they were talking upstairs, those upstairs would not be able to hear them. Back then, she rarely shouted. Now she was losing control. It was all because of that bitch. She would let Gloria know the consequences and pay a heavy price. Bitch! She stopped talking but cursed in her heart. Martha’s eyes fell on Claude’s face. She noticed his furrowed brows and the irritation in his eyes. She sighed under her breath. Without a doubt, he was troubled by something in the office.