Sophia gasped and stared at Jameson for a while before she could find her tongue. "Jameson! He's your brother! How can you be so cruel?! Where the hell did you get that idea from?"
"My brother? Only half, biologically." Jameson said with a sneer. "He and his mother never accepted us and looked down upon us. I can't stand him either."
"That's between you and him as brothers, but I'm telling you, if you ever hurt him, I won't let you off," Sophia said sternly.
"Even though he only cares about Sol Keaton and now probably his wife as well, and he will never give a shit about you, you will still love him? Sophia Moore, what are you doing to yourself, disgracing yourself for a man?"
"Don't you mock me! You aren't any better. How's The Slut of Las Vegas treating you?"
