‘No wonder Hunt wanted me out by tonight. So he has another woman he’d like to play house with! Hah, to think that I let that man affect my emotions! How I wish I could slap my past self!’

Briar approached Renee with a cocky smirk.

“So you’re Renee Everheart, huh? What are you still doing here? Didn’t Stefan kick you out? Get a move on! Have you no shame?!”

Despite the provocation, Renee continued packing her belongings at her own pace.

“Hey, are you deaf? I’m talking to you here!”

“Sorry, I didn’t quite hear you.” Renee met her gaze calmly.

“All I heard was some crazy b*tch barking!”

“How dare you call me a b*tch?!”

“I didn’t. Looks like you went ahead and got offended in the first place.” Renee replied as she got up with her luggage. She tilted her head at Briar, who was blocking her path.

“Now if you’ll excuse me. Nice little doggies should know how to stay out of the way.”

went bright red as she stomped her

a living punchbag? When did she learn

housekeeper quickly tried

Desrosiers. You shouldn’t

the lady of the house soon, that insolent witch is insignificant

as per Master Hunt’s

the flattery. She quickly lost the mood to argue with Renee and proceeded to follow the housekeeper

chest as she gazed upon the

a deep

into a small one-bedroom apartment

she lost her title as the ‘Second Young Mistress of the Hunt household’. She

took her phone out and dialed a

you’ve finally remembered that I exist! It’s been four years, you know!” A delighted voice exclaimed

known as one of the Four Princes of Beach City. Despite his rebellious and unpredictable nature, he made himself sound like an underling

Congratulations!

if you know this, but while you were being Mrs. Punchbag, rumors about you started spreading everywhere! If those

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