‘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.”

bright red

she known to be a living punchbag? When did she learn to talk back like

housekeeper quickly tried

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

soon, that

as per Master Hunt’s orders. Let me

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

the

Hunt.” Renee took a deep breath

she moved into a

felt liberated as soon as she lost her title as the ‘Second Young Mistress of the Hunt household’. She was free to do anything she wanted, and she

dialed a number

remembered that I exist! It’s been four years, you know!” A

as one of the Four Princes of Beach City. Despite his

your divorce, by the way. Congratulations! You should've ditched

not sure if you know this, but while you were being Mrs. Punchbag, rumors about you started spreading everywhere! If those old geezers

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