Chapter 641 The Calm Before The Storm

I gritted my teeth and kept silent as she continued whipping me with the feather duster. She refused to stop even when she was exhausted, and all I could do was stand there helplessly with tears welled up in my eyes. Later on, someone walked over and took the feather duster away from Mom; it was Lucas. He shielded me and yelled at her, “Aunt Isabelle, this is way out of line. Are you trying to kill her?”