"What? Can't handle the truth? Your son is going to be a call boy, he'll get fucked so many times he'll have to get sewn in the ass, since he has such a slut as a mother." Brandon repeated completely oblivious to the murderous intent that exuded from Ariel.
Vincent who had gone to receive his call just returned, heard what Brandon said and stood at the sidelines wanting to see Ariel's reaction, he wants to know how much she loved that Jason boy, because if it were him that his little princess is addressed like that, there was only two words for that person- Grand funeral, funded by Maximum entertainment as a compensation to the deceased family.
Mirabel saw the deranged look in Ariel's eyes and instinctively stepped back, before she could blink, Ariel was already In front of Brandon smashing his head against the edge of the chair she was seating.
