Bab 727: Chapter Seven Hundred And Twenty-seven: Help Me

The third point of view:

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Deborah sighed, "Now I see where your son got his lack of manners. What do you think you're doing right now?" she asked back, her voice low and cold as it reached zero degrees.

"I almost had her! All of this could have been over if you hadn't saved her fucking ass!! Why?!! Why do you have to ruin it all even though you told me to do what I'm so good at?!! " She screamed into the phone so loudly that Deborah's ears almost bled.

However, Deborah remained calm amid the fact that her ears were almost ringing from the olfactory assault. She simply told her, "If I had known that what you were so good at in the first place was ruining my plans, I wouldn't have gotten you out in the first place"

"Ruining your plan? When did I do that? You wanted Reina out of the picture as well, didn't you?" Jennifer said, her mind going wild with all possibilities.