Bab 238: Please trust me. [1/2]

"DIPSHIT!"

"YES MA!"

"I'm not going to say much about my daughters' resolution, however!"

My second mother, Noelle Simmons, charged at me and grabbed me by the collar. 

"You will not, I repeat. You will not touch them unless you can prove that you can take care of them for the rest of their lives. Do I make myself perfectly clear? I didn't raise you to treat women like hoes. Do you understand me? If I hear that you..."

I wasn't sure if this was a gift from heaven, but Noelle's tendency to empathize and heroically interfere in other people's affairs won her many allies. I, having been on the receiving end of her wrath, found it bothersome. But somehow...

Seven figures rushed in to affectionately restrain my mother. It was more like they used it as an excuse to hug her. They all had happy smiles on their faces, as if they were in bliss.