I knew she was up to no good, likely trying to provoke me. I chose not to react and started the car.

She looked at me and asked, “What’s the matter, Chloe? Are you upset?”

“What do you think? I feel like throwing up when I see you,” I said plainly.

“I feel the same about you!” She glared at me. “Listen carefully. You better move out of the apartment, or you’ll regret it.”

I didn’t even glance in her direction. “Dream on! Don’t forget what happened to Henry. I can send you to jail, too, since I have proof of everything."

She lost her composure. "Don't push it, Chloe!"

"You’re the ones pushing it! How dare you come to my house? Do you think I'm scared of you?" I looked straight at her. "You're a slut like your real mom!"

Then I added with a snort, “Are you even good enough to stay in that apartment?”

“Chloe, don’t forget what I can do to your parents and Ava!” she said maliciously.

I stiffened, knowing well that my family was my weakness. She and Matthew would stop at nothi