Chapter 77 Your Life And Your Face Are Priceless

When she spotted them, Amanda burst into laughter. Rather mockingly, she said, “Oh my, so these are the bastard children that Charlotte is raising! They do look a lot like her. I wonder who’s their loser father…”

“You’re the most impolite witch I’ve ever seen,” Jamie sneered, seething with rage. He picked up a broom and started chasing Amanda with it. “Get out!”

“Get out, get out!

Fifi flapped around the room indignantly, copying the way Jamie had yelled.

“Well, you’re quite something! Aren’t you, you little beast? How dare you try and hit me with a broom?” The woman avoided Jamie’s broom deftly and cursed Charlotte out at the same time. “Charlotte Windt, you little wench, come out right here now!”

“How uncivilized of you,” Robbie said, frowning as he glared at Amanda. “Didn’t your parents teach you to be polite to other people?”