Chapter 57: Her Last Minute

At the time, I couldn’t help but hide my face the moment Lane and her girl left the location, hoping that Anne Atwood with forget about our enmity.

But instead of leaving me alone, she came with the burgundy in her palm, gripping it as if she wants to crush it into million pieces and spread it to my face.

“If I were you, I’d leave this place before I couldn’t even step on it,” Anne said after landing her ass onto the couch next to me.

My eyes immediately spotted the red lipstick on the burgundy glass as she hit it onto the table, making all the items on top of it shake as if the earthquake was the one that caused it.

“We haven’t talked much since the last time I’ve seen you, what makes you give up on me and my son?” Anne laughed softly.

She was pleased that make her face brighter than the spotlight which illuminate the stage.

“Aye let me guess…”

“My future grandson”

When that word escaped her lips, I couldn’t help my palm not to clench, my blood boiled but Anne’s even more tha