‘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

to be a living punchbag? When

housekeeper quickly tried

shouldn’t upset yourself over

of the house soon, that insolent witch is insignificant

you as per Master Hunt’s orders.

quickly lost the mood to argue

up in her chest as she gazed upon the tall building. It felt ironic that

Renee took a

on, she moved into a small one-bedroom apartment

title as the ‘Second Young Mistress of the Hunt household’. She was

took her phone out and dialed a number

you know!” A delighted voice exclaimed on

than Liam Osborne, also known as one of the Four Princes of Beach

your divorce, by the way. Congratulations!

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

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