Maria's eyes widened in shock, and her chest swelled with rage as she watched her daughter. Britney's words were like daggers, piercing deep into Maria's soul, causing her face to flush with anger. She wanted nothing more than to slap her across the face, her hands trembling with fury.
However, Britney didn't let her mother's rage affect her. She taunted her, relishing in the control she held over Maria's inability to communicate her thoughts effectively.
"Are you upset, dear mother? Do you want to complain about me to my father? Go ahead. Tell him everything. But we both know he won't understand you. Your words mean nothing to him. Humph…" She snorted. "I'm sure he's not interested in hearing from you. So it's best if you don't say anything."
