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"Tell me, Sonia, why did you go to her? Did you go there to give her a heads-up that her spy had been killed? Are you protecting the enemy, Sonia?"
Ms. Sonia stayed silent and her husband took that as a yes. He chuckled, "What a good sister you are. But unfortunately, you couldn't save her."
She frowned, "What are you talking about?"
Mr. Simeon's eyes darkened. In a low but threatening voice, he whispered, "I had her killed. Your sister is dead."
"You…" Ms. Trisha's eyes widened. "You monster!"
Smack!
She landed a resounding slap across his face. "How could you kill my sister! She's all I have left!!"
The drama drew everyone's attention. Old Mrs. Simeon, who was already walking into the living room, saw the scene where his son was slapped, and flew into a rage.
"You vixen! How dare you slap my son! Kneel, right now!"
