Jocelyn’s gaze was filled with so much hatred that if looks could kill, Tamara would be six feet underground by now.Tamara grew solemn. “I’m curious, Jocelyn. I am your family, and I shouldn’t have to watch my back with you around. You’ve gone against me time and time again. You even want me to die. You’re still young. Why do you harbor such hatred?”Jocelyn burst out laughing. “Tamara, I grew up being treated like a princess. My parents loved me, but you killed them! Tamara, I hate you! You deserve to die! I’ll make sure you suffer like my father and are humiliated by the press like my mother!”Another slap to the face. Jocelyn’s cheeks had grown numb by now.Her hatred for Tamara ran deep. Tamara was even starting to believe the snakes were Jocelyn’s own idea.Even so, where exactly did Jocelyn get the snakes from?Someone was helping her.“Who taught you, Jocelyn? You are still my family. Spit it out, and I’ll let you off the hook,” signed Tamara.“No one. I did this out of
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