‘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.”

you!” Briar’s face went bright red as she stomped

living punchbag? When did she learn to

tried to win Briar

Miss Desrosiers. You shouldn’t upset yourself over a woman

the house soon,

you as per

to argue with

upon the tall building. It felt ironic that she

Renee took a deep breath and

moved into a small one-bedroom

title as the ‘Second Young Mistress of the Hunt household’. She was free to do anything she wanted, and she was no longer

and dialed a number she blocked

that I exist! It’s been four years, you know!” A delighted voice exclaimed on the other end of the

also known as one of the Four Princes of Beach City. Despite his rebellious and unpredictable

the way. Congratulations! You should've ditched

you know this, but while you were being Mrs. Punchbag, rumors about you started spreading everywhere! If those old geezers knew that you’re actually the ultimate boss they were looking

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