Hearing Annie still calling her "Mom," she frowned in disgust.
Annie was about to act coquettishly and complain, but when she lowered her head, she met Madam White's eyes, full of disgust and anger.
She was stunned, and that bad premonition emerged again.
After staring blankly for a few seconds, she cried out in panic, "Mom."
"Shut up!"
Madam White was a person with a very mild temperament. In all these years, the employees of the White family had never seen her get angry.
But now, her gaze towards Annie was filled with anger, her face turning a little green: "Don't call me that again. What kind of daughter are you, you shameless liar, pretending to be my Cecilia?"
As if struck by lightning, Annie widened her eyes, her face instantly turning pale.
"Mom, what are you talking about?" Her eyes were full of panic, facing Madam White's extremely cold gaze, her mind went blank for a moment, stammering, "What liar, I, I am your daughter."
"I didn't pretend to be."