‘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

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

tried

Miss Desrosiers. You shouldn’t upset yourself

lady of the house soon,

room for you as per Master

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

welled up in her chest as she gazed upon the tall

Hunt.” Renee took a deep breath and

into a

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 was no longer the caged bird she used

out and dialed

four years, you know!” A delighted voice exclaimed on the other end

Beach City. Despite his rebellious and unpredictable nature, he made himself sound like an

your divorce, by the way. Congratulations! You should've ditched that *sshole a

If those old geezers knew that you’re actually the ultimate boss they were looking for all

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