"Oh...!" Startled, Lincoln jumped and fell onto the ground. He stared at the stray woman before him, terrified. "You are...you are not dead? How did you..."
She sneered. "Lincoln, you have underestimated me. I have been independent ever since I turned eighteen. I tried begging for meals, sleeping under bridges, and fighting over food against rats, wild cats and dogs. Back when I was sleeping alone underneath the bridge, I even fought off punks who wanted to molest me! How could I allow myself to be eliminated by you s o easily? Besides, I still have a daughter out here suffering, of course I can't be dead!"
"You..." At this point, Lincoln was completely in a state of dread and guilt, to the point that he couldn't seem t o say a word apart from "you" any longer. The fact that he ran into his first wife right outside Sabrina's house was enough to cause a total mental and physical malfunction to him.
"You tricked my daughter and sent her to prison all those years ago. In order to prevent me from overturning the result from the outside, you fooled me into working in a mine with no safety precautions whatsoever by telling me that I could earn over ten thousand dollars each month! I came close to being smashed to death there!" "What?? What did you just say, Auntie? You...you went
to work in a mine to make ends meet? The lady of the Shaw Family, working in a mine??" Marcus sobbed uncontrollably next to the stray woman.
She kicked at him, sending him rolling to a certain distance before yelling, "I'm not your auntie!"
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