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“Don’t spout nonsense,” Sandra reprimanded her sister. The former’s expression became unnatural when she saw Kathleen.

With a stony expression, Kathleen eyed Yvette and uttered, “You have a mouth but fail to speak properly. It might as well have grown below you; at least it would serve some form of purpose then.”

“What did you just say?” responded Yvette in an extremely shrill voice.

“Do you not understand what I mean? If you do, then great. If not, looks like your brain’s faulty too,” said Kathleen with an icy tone.

“Kathleen, my sister did not speak in a nice tone just now, but did you really have to criticize her like this?” interjected Sandra, frustrated.

“Well, wasn’t your sister the one who started it first?” Kathleen said flatly. “Surely you know that it’s always the instigator who’s at fault.”

Sandra bit her lip and did not say a word.

Back then, Kathleen said the exact same thing to her.

Yvette mocked, “Kathleen, what’re you so cocky about? You and Samuel have been married for three years, but he ended up having a mistress anyway.”

Kathleen’s delicate countenance paled a shade.

Previously, Samuel and Nicolette appeared in the Yoeger residence together.

Everyone in Jadeborough knew that he personally fed that woman cake.

At that time, Kathleen’s marriage to him had not been publicly announced yet, so everyone thought that Samuel and Nicolette would be a couple.

“Why the silence?” asked Yvette smugly.

In a calm manner, Kathleen said, “Even if he has a mistress, you decided to insult me, the wife, instead of blaming the cheating man. Where are your morals?”

Yvette was stunned for a moment before replying angrily, “Kathleen, stop lecturing me like you’re on the moral high ground. I inquired about this long ago; Samuel and Nicolette were a pair, to begin with. The one who snatched someone else’s partner was you! You’re the real homewrecker!”

Kathleen sneered and said, “I’m the homewrecker? What a pity—the ‘homewrecker’ you’re referring to is actually Samuel’s real wife, while Nicolette became the mistress that everyone hates. Are you dissatisfied with that?”

“Kathleen, you vile, shameless woman! Samuel will divorce you eventually! Homewrecker b*tch!” Yvette hissed through gritted teeth.

“Yvette!” Sandra creased her brows.

Kathleen chuckled aloud and said with disdain, “I’m a homewrecker b*tch? What does that make your sister?”

that, Sandra’s expression turned

sister?” said Yvette with arms akimbo. “She’s a

your sister even the slightest bit, then don’t blame me for going

Yvette’s arm, intending

afraid of her?” Yvette scowled. “She’s a homewrecker, a vixen who destroys other people’s relationships! What right does she have to be the young madam of the

do you?” A hint of scorn filled

I’m sure Samuel

truth, her attacks on Kathleen were merely out of her jealousy, not out

came to know Samuel because of

she “knew” him, she actually only saw his photo as Sandra and Samuel

almost to the

she had devised countless plans to approach

impossible for people of her social

she could have had the opportunity to get in touch

not contact each

Yvette lost any chance of seeing

past few years,

was only when Samuel announced his marriage with Kathleen some

had married was a

Yvette, Kathleen did not match up to Samuel other than

tried all methods to humiliate the

Nicolette. He wouldn’t

not even half as pretty as her, so what makes you so sure of

Sandra’s face became flushed.

said Yvette confidently. “I’ll teach you a lesson if you dare

read her mind, so how would you know that? I remember that she employed very

that’s enough!” Sandra bit her lip and snapped, “I have never offended you, have I? Why must you hold on to

to attack me?” Kathleen said nonchalantly, “I told you just now that you’re not

Sandra was taken aback.

so many years, you still harbor ulterior motives and impure thoughts for another man despite your upcoming marriage. Since your sister

still as eloquent as ever,” Sandra commented through clenched

naturally would not show any mercy toward lowlifes.” Kathleen welcomed the

that! I’ll have your head!” Yvette raised her fist and aimed it at

of Sandra’s

see Kathleen beaten

were cold as ice as she stared directly at Yvette’s fist without budging