Sasha narrowed her eyes at Kimmy. She was just a kid. How could she talk back to her?
"Don't butt in when adults are talking. Didn't your mom teach you that?"
Kimmy put her hands on the sides of her waist, glaring at Sasha. Irritation could be seen in her eyes.
"My mommy taught me how to respect my fellows and not judge someone without evidence. You are blaming the wrong person, Madam. And you are accusing Uncle Enzo. If he tried to kill Uncle Dom then why are they together? I didn't sense any resentment or hatred from him. They are getting along well!" Kimmy spat back spontaneously as she defended Enzo from Sasha's accusation.
"I don't think Uncle Dom is dumb enough to interact and spend time with his murderer," Kimmy added.
Sasha was speechless when she heard those words from that four-year-old girl.
"I don't have time to argue with a kid." Sasha walked out. Her priority was to find out Dominique's condition.