Cruel Happiness

“I’m here, where’s mom?” Meanwhile, inside Sen. Meyer’s mansion, Trishia strode like she was going to war.

She was very pissed with this old man and good thing she would have time to face him alone.

After Bill’s driver dropped her off in front of the mansion, Trishia went directly inside like she owned the mansion and went to find her mother.

It’s been too long since she hadn’t seen her.

The Senator said she was abroad but Trishia was doubtful about it.

This Senator was going to use her mom as a hostage so he could manipulate her again.

“Oh, you’re here?” The Senator was sitting on his working chair.

He put down some documents in his hand when he saw Trishia come in.

He grinned but then he frowned seeing Trishia was alone.

“Oh, where is your husband to be?” He asked mockingly. “Don’t tell me he got his memory back then back out? Hehehe…” The Senators’ words were not pleasing to Trishia’s ears.

She gritted her teeth in annoyance and clenched her fists hard.

If only she was n