FreeGoodNovelChapter 1315 Quinn's fingers hit the numbers, her face looking kinda spaced out.
Outside, it was pitch black, and her lonely shadow was all you could see in the window.
Getty, feeling all bummed out after her run-in with Quinn, just drove around with no real plan. She ended up in ssketchy part of town, where there were barely any people and the streetlights were all dim and creepy. She spotted two figures on the sidewalk and slowed down, pulling over.
Rolling down the window, she leaned out, waiting for them to get closer.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtFreya was holding Peanut's hand, heading to work. She didn't care about the fancy car parked there, but with Getty's head sticking out, she couldn't ignore it.
Freya looked up and saw Getty giving her a look that was all disdain and mockery.
"Is this your kid?" Getty asked.
The last tGetty saw Peanut was at the hospital. He was two then, couldn't walk, just sat there all dazed. He only ate, drank, and used the bathroom, and when he tried to talk, he stuttered and drooled.
Seeing Peanut now, Getty had a moment of confusion. Nothing shows tpassing like a kid growing up.
In that instant, Getty realized just how much thad flown by.
Freya's face twisted with disgust and anger at Getty's snarky comment.
If Getty hadn't dumped Peanut at the orphanage, he might've gotten the treatment he needed and been better by now.
"What brings you here, Getty Morgan, CEO of the Kennedy Group?" Freya sneered.
Getty had taken over the Kennedy Group and was recognized as part of the Kennedy family, but she still used her old name.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAnd her CEO title was a joke. Alexander had drained the Kennedy Group dry, but everyone blamed Getty for it. Now, Getty had nothing but the CEO title, and no one really respected her.
Already pissed, Getty got even more riled up by Freya's taunt. She needed someone to take her anger out on.
Her eyes landed on Peanut, and she went for the jugular. "Oh, I'm just here to see your kid. Thought you were too broke to take care of this idiot."
"Didn't expect him to still be kicking. How's it feel to have a son who's an idiot? Embarrassed to walk down the street? The once high and mighty Kennedy daughter, now stuck with an ugly, mentally challenged kid, sweeping streets," Getty said, watching Freya's face darken, her mockery growing. "If I were you, I'd have taken this idiot and offed myself ages ago. How do you even have the guts to keep living?" Freya's grip on Peanut's hand tightened, making him wince in pain. He looked at her fingers but didn't pull away.
Freya stared Getty down, then calmed herself and shot back, "Peanut might be different, but he's still my son, No matter how bad things get, he'll be with me. And you? You've been with Alexander for years, how cyou haven't had a kid?" Getty's smile froze, and she glared at Freya, anger flashing in her eyes.
"You seem pretty proud of yourself. You deserve this. I can't wait to see you old and barely walking, with your idiot son still doing dumb stuff. That'll be a riot," Getty said, laughing.
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