Chapter 23. Not A Family
A rough mocking voice rang behind the duo of sisters who were arguing, making both Layla and Ashley turn their heads with the same expression on their faces, Anger.
"What?! Am I wrong?"
A just above average boy in his early 20s standing little far from them, maintaining the little distance out of sheer disgust.
As if even sharing the airspace with those two may contaminate him with some disease.
However it did not stop him from mocking the two, his tone covered in resentment.
"If you don't want to eat your own teeth, fuck off."
Layla spoke in low, almost growling, suppressing her rage, clenched her fist, almost digging her nails into her soft palm as she tried her best to contain her rage from turning him into a bloody mess.
Which was a rare sight to see, her showing restraints.
"Jake, I feel sorry for how we treat you but you can't say something like that about Max, He is as much as our brother as you are, Your angre should be directed towards us, not him, He is innocent."
Ashly too spoke up with a disappointed, sorry but firm tone as she tried to approach him.
She was indeed very angry when Jake said they picked Max from the street, she was ready to scorch earth and make the speaker pay.