Chapter 366: You Are Not My Mother

The person who threw the sulfuric acid had their face exposed to the public, trying to escape but being tightly restrained by Frey Thomson, cursing in agitation.

"Let go of me, why are you holding me?"

Her profanity was useless, Frey did not relax his grip, the force on Mrs. Morrison's wrist increased progressively.

The difference in strength between the sexes soon led to red marks and bruising on her wrist.

As Mrs. Morrison was photographed by the onlookers with their phones, she feared becoming a scourge, anxiously looking towards her foster daughter she had raised for over a decade.

"Alison Morrison, are you dead? Can't you see your mother is being held back by others?"

"If I had known you were so cruel and malicious, I should never have adopted you and let you starve to death in that orphanage!"