‘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

to be a living punchbag? When did she learn to talk

quickly tried to win

down, Miss Desrosiers. You shouldn’t upset

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

for you as per Master Hunt’s orders. Let

the mood to argue with Renee

in her chest as she gazed upon the tall building. It felt ironic that she would return to the streets after four years

Renee took a deep

on, she moved into

as she lost her title as the ‘Second Young Mistress of the Hunt household’. She was free to do anything she

and dialed

been four years, you know!” A delighted voice

of the Four Princes of Beach City. Despite his

Congratulations! You should've ditched that *sshole

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 for all this while, they’d flip

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