Chapter 153: Battles fought and lost
Nikka sniffed. She hated that she was about to sob like a child in the middle of this hostile takeover.
It wasn't her ideal revenge if she was going to be a watering pot in front of the family that rejected her.
But her grief was real. How she could grief the man she hated was beyond her.
"I guess my wish came true. A.J died in a helicopter crash, didn't he? If that doesn't constitute as a horrible death then what would"
"Shut your mouth, that's my husband you are talking about" Martha warned her.
She pointed a finger at Nikka as she talked.
"And he was my father yet you kept him from me" Nikka accused.
"Whoa! Whoa! My mom didn't know of your existence" Kurt told her.
He was barely hanging on to sanity. He wondered how one's opinion of another person can change in a twinkle of an eye.
