Chapter - 215
"No, she won't be fine. Just look at her," Olivia's voice cracked with anguish as tears streamed down her cheeks. "My baby... Poor baby... She needs me," she pleaded, her gaze fixed on her daughter's trembling form with a mixture of heartbreak and desperation. As She squirmed to hold her daughter.
***SLAP!!!
The room fell silent as the sharp sound of the slap cut through the air like a knife. The Old Matriarch had finally reached her limit, her patience worn thin by Olivia's incessant cries. With a swift, decisive motion, she delivered a resounding slap across Olivia's face, the force of it reverberating through the room.
"You weak, pathetic human," the Old Matriarch's voice was cold and cutting, her words dripping with disdain as she addressed Olivia.
