‘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.”

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

punchbag? When did

tried to win

shouldn’t upset yourself over a woman like

the lady of the house soon,

you as per Master Hunt’s orders.

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

upon the tall building. It felt ironic

Renee took a deep

into a small one-bedroom apartment

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

took her phone out and dialed a number she

exist! It’s been four years, you

Osborne, also known as one of the Four Princes of Beach City.

heard about your divorce, by the way. Congratulations! You

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

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