"Are you threatening me?" Zoe Smith's face twitched in anger, staring viciously at Trenton Smith, "You're actually threatening your own mother for that woman?!"
The nanny nearby watched in horror, as Zoe's emotions were out of control, and she hadn't taken her medication today.
Trenton gave a faint, cold laugh: "So you know how to be afraid?"
"She's that man's cheap whore!" she said viciously, digging her fingers into the leather armrest of the sofa, "All those Moores are bad news! It's bad enough that you like any of them, but now you like his daughter too?!"
"I won't agree to it, and I'll never agree to the two of you being together. Your father will help drive her out, and you two will never be together, not in a million years!"
Her tone was fierce to the brink of hysteria.
