Dianne scoffed dismissively, her eyes narrowing. "Oh please," she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm. "As if it's all my fault. She's the one who doesn't fit here, who doesn't belong. That is who she is Peter, your bastard child, nothing more. You are not even happy I allowed her to stay under mu roof"
Peter shook his head, refusing to let Dianne's words go unchallenged. "You're not even giving her a fair chance," he replied, his voice tinged with disappointment. "Abigail is our daughter too, and she deserves to be treated with respect and kindness. Lily's feelings towards her are influenced by your own attitude."
Dianne crossed her arms, a defiant expression on her face. "Don’ t ever dare call me her mother, she is your sin, not mine," she shot back. "But my point is, she will not
