Chapter 125

Mr Johnson Morris, Carla's father couldn't comprehend what he was looking at. Even as his wife slumped to the ground in shock, he only spared her a glance in his confusion and directed his gaze back to the sight in front of him.

"Carla..." Hannah muttered with moist eyes as she stretched out a hand towards Carla who was seated on the floor in a mess.

"Mum?" Carla looked up in surprise...

At the moment Hannah had barged open into the house unexpectedly, the butler of the house had gaped in surprise then began to walk towards the door where Hannah and her husband were.

"Who are you?" He demanded. "This house wasn't expecting any visitors." He said to Johnson and Hannah with a tone that lacked any motivation or excitement.

Mr Morris, meanwhile, didn't seem to hear what he was saying. The only thing he was seeing was his one and only daughter on the floor cleaning like a slave while the real servants stood around and watched her with uninterested gazes.

Mr Morris trembled in anger. "What
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